Have any of you ever Googled your own name?

Proof of Parallel Universes

That's pretty weird, isn't it? I'm half-tempted to e-mail that person and see if the email ends up in my own inbox. It's sort of like "Being John Malkovich". I mean, the name is one thing, but we even have the same interests!

Hm. Obviously this leads me to conclude that I've been cloned.


On planet Earth, there's not much else to report. Although, it seems Blogger has added a SpellCheck. Hoorah!

UW is continuing to be a pain in the ass. I've also decided, I think, to not go back, regardless of any money they offer. Is that a dumb decision? Am I looking a gift horse in the mouth? I just don't think I can ever get the respect I deserve there. Case in point: Before I left, the plan was for me to become the Director of Community Development. Cool, eh? Nice title, nice salary, etc. But, when this plan was brought to the board, they didn't think I'd be suited for the job. They said they wanted someone more 'plugged in' to the community. They were picturing a politician type. Someone semi-retired. So, even though it didn't work out, I left feeling that I just wasn't suited for the job. Fair enough. But this week I meet who DID get the job. She may be 4 months older than me. Christ, she even kinda looks like me. The difference? She is Francophone. Coincidentally, both of their new employees are. I don't understand it. No, I do understand it.

So, back to my decision. I'll never be respected by anyone there. Ironically, it's because I've been there too long. I still have the label of 'summer student'; not matter what projects I work on. I don't think I'll ever shake it. So, what's the point? Finally, 7 months after I was given the heave 'ho, I'm only now starting to feel betrayed. What the Hell took me so long?

So, my master plan is to convince Eileen (the finance director.. The ying to my yang) to leave, and I'll start my own damn NGO.