Winter has returned to Calgary.
Average hours of sleep:
Four hours? Five hours? I’ve been sleeping longer on the weekends, so that probably drags the average back up to five hours.
Last thing I Googled:
I googled “Clippy.” For reasons.
How many blankets I sleep under:
Three, haha. It’s Canada, what do you want.
What are you wearing right now:
Pajama pants and my old David Hume shirt. And underthingies, of course.
Last book you read:
The last book book? The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Yeah, yeah, I know, I read that like four months ago. Shut up.
Favorite fictional character:
Either Phileas Fogg or Captain Queeg.
Last movie I watched in the cinema:
Uh…Watchmen. Way back in 2009.
Unrealistic: Antarctica. More realistic: Hanover.
Are we in love? Did we both want to get married and have a wedding? Will there be music at said wedding? There ya go. Dream wedding.
Cat. Or cats.
Statistics professor! Or even just a lecturer. Or even a part time lecturer, like I was before.
(Just let me teach stats. Please. I’m begging you.)
Which is worse, failing or never trying?
Depends on what you’re doing. Asking someone out on a date? Never trying is worse. Sky diving? Failing’s obviously worse.