Jane’s going-away shindig was tonight, which proved to be a lot of fun with a lot of great people. Many pictures were taken as well. These pictures, along with many others from Eng. Grad and Spongee (amongst others) will be making their way into the gallery when I have some time and/or a useful computer (more on that later). Highlights of the collection shall be posted here to save you from wading through countless images.

One for the road, from the road (on the way home):

I’d like to fall asleep to the beat of you breathing, in a room near a truckstop on a highway somewhere. You are a radio. You are an open door. I am a faulty string of blue christmas lights. You swim through frequencies. You let that stranger in, as I’m blinking off and on and off again. We’ve got a lot of time. Or maybe we don’t, but I’d like to think so, so let me pretend.

from My Favorite Chords – The Weakerthans

As I pulled the RAM and Airport card out of my iBook and erased its hard drive yesterday, I was feeling a little sad. Despite all the trouble caused by my little friend, he was still a very handy tool throughout the past two years, and I’d grown attached. He stuck with me through thick and thin for some of my more interesting adventures and arduous tasks to date: Gillam, Toronto, Tech Comm and UMES Promos and Engenda, as well as huge reports in Digital Logic and µP Interfacing, major programming projects, and countless assignments and other such things.

We’d been through a lot together, but when he failed for the fourth time, enough was enough. Soon he’ll be back where he came from — hopefully a better place. And I’ll have to learn to love an aluminum ‘book instead.

So long, my shiny white friend.