Thinking Time and Swimming Time

Kudos to everyone who voted Tuesday, you should feel like you did your duty as a Canadian citizen. I know I do!

I’m off to court tomorrow, going to spend a day at the trial of Brian Townsend, a lower mainland man charged with the murderer of a 15-year-old boy from Quebec. The kids body was found in a ditch right outside Kamloops in 2000, he’d be 23 years old right now. Sad. I’m not looking forward to spending a day in court listening to people talk and trying to frantically scribble notes, but it should be an interesting experience.

So, last night at swim practice, I’m swimming away thinking about school and work and life in general. Then, in the midst of my previous thinking I start to think about how I get a lot thinking and brainstorming done during swim practice. Some people zone out when they are exercising their bodies, but my brain goes into overdrive.

So, sure enough, last night I started thinking about the feature article that is coming up in my Journalism 303 class and the angle I am planning on taking with it. At the end of my 80 laps I had the whole thing planned out! Of course, being the idiot that I tend to be sometimes I didn’t write any of these great ideas down or even think about them anymore, until today when I sat down to start work on my feature article and realized I only remembered about half of my ‘great’ ideas!

Lesson Learned: Keep notepad in swim bag, apparently ideas when you’re swimming are like ideas you have when you’re dreaming, they leave you soon afterwards.

I’ve actually come up with story idea’s in my sleep only to forget them the following day. Now, I keep a notepad by the bed. No joke. I haven’t had the pleasure of using it yet. I have swim practice again tomorrow morning bright and early at six am. Hopefully my great ideas will return to me.

On another note, anyone remember my ranting and raving post about jobs in Kamloops? Well, I was offered a job at Chapters bookstore, which would be totally fabulous right?? I believe I said it was my ‘dream job’. Now that school is starting to pick up, however, I’m not sure if I want a job anymore. Dun dun dun, I know what you’re thinking: HYPOCRITE! Allow me to explain…

Eric may be returning to FSJ for a couple months to work and if he does than I will also be returning to FSJ for an entire MONTH at Christmas time, and I think it wouldn’t very good to take a new job and then a month and a half later say ‘Oh by the way, now I need a month off to go home for Christmas’. I considered lying about my dads health (what, the man did have heart surgery!) but my mom said that wouldn’t be very good. Okay okay so maybe it is a little unethical *sigh*. Whatever, I’ll figure it out. In the words of Eric J Harding, “Everything always works out for us,” now why can’t I be that carefree??

Anyways, I’m off to watch Grey’s. It’s supposed to be good tonight!

I’ll let you know how court goes tomorrow, I wonder if it’ll feel freaky being in the same room as a MURDERER! Creepy.

Cheers!