One of the things I enjoy most about weekends is non-fiction. This weekend it was a most interesting tome about the laying of the trans-Atlantic cable; a story of the hardships of working in a group but also of the politics behind the venture, and, ultimately, a story about how the largest ship makes the toughest tasks more achievable. There was church on Sunday, laundry, sleeping bag washing, much financial aid number crunching, and the now-obligatory skating adventure to JP Igloo. For whatever reason the skating didn't come as naturally this weekend, even after a sharpening of the steel on the bottom of the Super Tachs.
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