Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Capped

It seems coming back to Montreal has been only -- how do you say? -- tersely satisfying for it appears having foreign friends means having to wave them back to their foreign lands.

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Uh, yeah. One look at the droopy-faced child on the course book for Psychology: Socialization convinced me to drop the class entirely. All I'll ever need to know about children I'll learn from those Chicken Soup classics (which I've yet to crack open; my courage too weak). With titles like Chicken Soup for the Fisherman's Soul and Chicken Soup for the Golfer's Soul, what more do I need to understanding a fatherless existence?

The expensive price tag didn't help its case either.

(Ironic because the text for Spanish is twice the change and yet ...)

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