Ok clearly VI has hit new lows getting spammed by graduates dot com: still trying to figure out how i got infiltrated.
Brief recap (not in any priority):
Day Job: I hit new stress levels that i didnt know were possible. Last friday I had my first big deliverable and it got kidogo more neurotic than I am used to. I was so tightly wound thursday u couldve used me to turn turbines...My boss is gone for vacation for the next 2 weeeks, leaving a vaccum that im already being sucked into: I could either look at it as a major opportunity to shine, or to be burdened by the thought of the magnanimous expectations of the rest of the team. Should be a fun 2 weeks..even im looking forward to how well i'll improvise matching up to this incredulously well organized chap that is my boss.
Side ventures: My bro's and family stumbled accross a feature piece regarding my humble entrepreneurship venture in the Globe and Mail which i am purposely not going to give a link to lest I accrue a gang of groupies. It really wasnt as big of a deal as it appears, given that the Globe and Mail is among the most respected newspaper in Canada - . Made some good leads into getting support from an academic front - pitched it to one of my favourite profs and he bought it. Aligning business objectives with pedadogy is more of a science than I expected, but I'm sure we can make it work.
Social: Talked to the folks after a *while* and it was interesting tossing the blame back and forth concerning whos tupad who..I hypothesised that they are paying the consequences of throwing me in boarding school at such an early age: I quickly learnt to disillusion myself from how much i Miss those i love the most as a sort of knee jerk to avoid home sickness. who knowss..Mt kenya mmight have done its damage, but it surely had its benefits... My folks also made a point of NOT telling me that they made a house call to my significant other's Diggs with my grandparents. What does this all mean?????? are mbuzis being kaguliwad in my absence? woi I'm losing my mind at these clandestine agendas..
AoB: living in the 'student ghetto' , as much as i whine about it, has its benefits...This week is Frosh week @ McGill, a period that should usher in the green vicarious freshmen from all over the world into the illusion of a world of hedonistic nirvana, intersparsed by some academic activity known as lectures. All an illusion, but it'll be fun helping to paint it if invited to any frosh bashes...
Also, forgive me, but I have to brag - I went to church! On my own volition. Put all my 'urgent' errands aside. Dragged a friend along. It was polite. I found i was more critical about the message than I remember. I was sifting , picking and choosing the sermons precepts. The prodigal son was mentioned a couple of times, reinforcing my lack of belief in coincidences...It was edifying all the same. Highly reccomonded for all those who suspect their hearts have grown too cold..
Reading: The tipping point by Malcolm Gladwell. Great start, and interesting point of view on some of the issues tackled by Steve Levitt Freakonomics, which i malizad listening to some time ago, (amen for Ipods and and audiobooks). Crossing the Chasm by has been a slow read for me coz i never get good closure to absorb it mzuri. The River Between has still been my most satisfying climax building read of the summer. I am making steady inroads into pre-colonial kenyan culture..my folks and uncles better watch out next discourse we have...no more walking ove rme wth that ..'aah u just born the other day.. us we have been there and done that" talk hehe.
Listening to: Late registration album: my latest endeavour is to critically assess kanyes new Joints before it gets into the hands of the callous masses who will most probly not allow it to escape the curse of the sophomore jinx.
Otherwise Msanii's radio blog is absolutely sick and provides me with the much needed hit of Kenyan hip hop whenever Im in the zone at work..*hebu rudisha*!!
Randomn thoughts: You are/become who you hang out with.
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