DENT
I handed in my Research Ethics Application for approval this morning, around
11:00 or so. She told me I could have approval within the week, which was
amazing, because you're supposed to have to wait a month. But she had the
Psych and Social Work kids' stuff to do, and that's pretty high risk. Mine's
practically a ball of fluff in comparison.
I got home this afternoon, and I'M APPROVED. I have to make four changes,
pretty minor ones, and then I'm set to contact the Ottawa 67's. This is
unbelievable. Instead of freaking out in December, trying to contact people
during the holiday season, I now have a full two months before I start my
research. Hah-HAH!
Talk about prompt service.
Other than that, the day was pretty generic. Gossiping with Darryl, then with
Amanda. And school and stuff. I learned about roles and altarcasting in
social psych, but I already knew that -- just not in the jargon-y terms thrown
at sophomores these days.
And that's my story.
Oh, wait, I realized after I logged out of Magpie that that wasn't my story at
all. Okay: so, I took my mother to the chiropractor this morning. When I
came back, I couldn't back into my driveway, because the lady across the
street is getting a new roof and her car and the roofer's truck were in the
road. I also had a shitload of crap (i.e. my mother's scooter) in the back of
the SUV, which has the smallest field of rearview of any car I've driven. So
I drove in.
When my dad backed out this afternoon to take my mother to physio, he backed
into the lady's car. There's a huge dent in her door, and some paint missing
from the SUV, which is otherwise fine. But he just didn't see it. He's kind
of mad at me, but I think that's just cover for him being mad at himself for
not paying enough attention. I really could not have backed in this morning
if I'd tried. I would have run into my OWN car, and then *I* would be the one
in trouble. So better him than me. He left a note with our neighbour. I
guess this is as good a time as any to get to know her. She seems pretty nice.
I also guess this is a bad time to ask if I can take the SUV to Perth on
Saturday. Perhaps I'll save that until tomorrow.
And THAT's my story.
6:58 PM
Oh JOY! I just realized I get the day off work on Thursday, because it's a
government holiday! I love working in the private sector but being intimately
connected with that of the public. I'll come in for a few hours, but WEEHOO!
I can finally get some WORK done!
Posted by Ally at November 9, 2004 06:09 PM