ee
     
    
   
   
    
     
      The
      Trials
      and
      Tribulations
     
     
      ofa
      twentysomething
     
    
   
   
    
     
      py
      S.
      LIVINGSTONE
     
    
   
   
    
     
      that
      has
      been
      quite
      unattainable
      --
      free
      time.
      The
      fact
     
    

    
     
      that
      it
      is
      1
      am
      tells
      me
      that
      it
      might
      just
      be
      timing.
      I
     
     
      usually
      wait
      until
      the
      very
      last
      minute
      to
      write
      this
      column
      of
     
     
      spontaneous
      inspiration,
      but
      rather
      than
      be
      the
      ‘slacker’’
      lam
     
     
      deemed
      to
      be,
      I
      decided
      to
      write
      this
      very
      much
      ahead
      of
      time.
     
     
      {don’tneed
      to
      discuss
      what
      a
      great
      mechanism
      in
      procrastina-
     
     
      tion
      towards
      school
      work
      it
      is
      either.
     
    
   
   
    
     
      S
      uddenly
      I
      seem
      to
      have
      discovered
      something
      in
      my
      life
     
    
   
   
    
     
      The
      reason
      I
      am
      writing
      it
      at
      this
      time
      is
      because
      words
      from
     
     
      my
      last
      piece
      came
      back
      to
      haunt
      me
      today.
      When
      I
      declared
     
     
      hat
      turmoil
      defined
      my
      life
      there
      was
      no
      larger
      truth
      thrown
      in
     
     
      for
      effect.
      Iam
      serious.
      I
      have
      decided
      to
      use
      the
      title
      of
      this
     
     
      ‘0
      its
      full
      extent
      and
      write
      not
      on
      my
      generation
      for
      once
      with
     
     
      ny
      insuppressible
      complaining,
      but
      rather
      write
      simply
      on
      the
     
     
      everyday
      strife
      my
      life
      entails.
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Firstly,
      I
      slept
      in
      this
      morning
      missing
      my
      alarm
      by
      thirty
     
     
      ninutes
      (it’s
      very
      quiet)
      and
      having
      those
      expecting
      a
      ride
      to
     
     
      class
      sit
      and
      wait
      patiently
      (sorry,
      guys!).
      Upon
      getting
      my
     
     
      friends
      we
      moved
      on
      to
      a
      popular
      coffee
      shop
      on
      University
     
     
      Avenue
      to
      purchase
      a
      reasonable
      facsimile
      of
      breakfast.
      The
     
     
      coffee
      was
      great.
      the
      muffin
      brought
      on
      that
      about-to-puke
     
     
      sensation.
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Everything
      after
      this
      went
      as
      smoothly
      as
      I
      could
      expect
      it
      to
      go.
     
     
      |
      say
      this
      now
      because
      I
      have
      yet
      to
      receive
      my
      mark
      for
      that
     
     
      challenging
      Economic
      exam
      in
      the
      morning,
      The
      day
      did,
      with
     
     
      he
      exception
      of
      that
      life-altering
      exam,
      go
      rather
      well.
      That
     
     
      s
      until
      6:15
      when
      I
      discovered
      I
      had
      once
      again
      left
      my
      park
     
     
      lights
      on
      for
      approximately
      nine
      hours.
      Needless
      to
      say,
      it
     
     
      would
      not
      start,
      and
      I
      was
      not
      amused.
     
    
   
   
    
     
      |
      eventually
      found
      a
      very
      compassionate
      pit
      hanger
      who
      hap-
     
     
      pened
      to
      have
      some
      jumper
      cables
      in
      his
      car.
      Very
      convenient
     
     
      hings,
      those
      cables.
      I
      am
      going
      to
      Canadian
      Tire
      later.
      This
     
     
      nay
      not
      seem
      all
      that
      drastic
      to
      you,
      but
      it
      was
      a
      glimpse
      of
      hell
     
     
      forme.
      Now,
      if
      you
      do
      felt
      the
      chill
      ofempathy
      coming
      over
      your
     
     
      body
      you
      will
      truly
      find
      this
      next
      occurrence
      heart
      wrenching.
     
    
   
   
    
     
      My
      radio
      in
      the
      car
      has
      this
      so-called
      security
      feature
      built
      in
     
     
      so
      that
      in
      the
      event
      of
      theft
      the
      stereo
      will
      not
      work
      without
      the
     
    
   
   
    
     
      owner
      first
      entering
      a
      code
      number.
      (According
      to
      Volkswagen,
     
     
      when
      committing
      grand
      theft
      stereo
      or
      allowing
      one’s
      battery
     
     
      to
      die
      I
      should
      be
      afforded
      the
      same
      punishment
      as
      a
      crook
     
     
      because
      I
      cannot
      find
      or
      remember
      my
      code,
      this
      incessant
     
    
   
   
    
     
      piercing
      alarm
      continuously
      screamed
      from
      the
      stereo.)
      Just
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      "
      we
      moved
      on
      to
      a
      popular
     
     
      coffee
      shop
      on
      University
      Avenue
     
     
      to
      purchase
      a
      reasonable
     
     
      facsimile
      of
      a
      breakfast."
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      when
      my
      ears
      were
      about
      to
      bleed
      I
      sort
      of
      fixed
      it.
      It
      still
     
     
      doesn’t
      play,
      and
      I
      now
      must
      go
      through
      the
      sheer
      anguish
      of
     
     
      searching
      for
      that
      five
      digit
      number.
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Now
      that
      you
      have
      come
      to
      know
      just
      how
      near
      the
      edge
      my
      daily
     
     
      routine
      takes
      me,
      you
      can
      go
      back
      to
      your
      own
      life
      witha
      sigh
     
     
      of
      relief
      knowing
      you
      only
      have
      to
      read
      about
      mine.
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
        
     
    
   
   
    
     
      We
      f
      5
      4
      a‘
     
     
      “SALMONBERRIES™
     
     
      Dis,
      Percy
      Adlon,
      USA,
      1991.
      Starring
      k.
      d.
      lang
      and
      Rose!
     
    
   
   
    
     
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      November
      29
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