The (Possible) New Job

So clearly the entries into the blog have fallen off recently. I guess I discovered that life at school really doesn't produce much blog-worthy content. I don't know if anyone will even read this but I'm going to post anyway because, well, it's my blog and I can do what I want (see previous rhetoric, mid june-ish).

Perhaps this blog is merely becoming a record of my (semi-) professional life. Whatever. I have this possible job offer at Nova Chemicals in Calgary in January. I would be doing work very similar to that I did in Windsor, inorganic synthesis. This time I would, however, get the opportunity to work with metal compounds, which I never got to do in Windsor but always wanted to. The job is really good. The company is good, the experience is amazing and the pay is almost double what I made in Windsor this summer. If I don't travel much I could probably pocket like $10 000 at the end of the eight months. How many twenty-two year old university students have that kind of cash in the bank?? Not many. I just don't know if I really want to leave Victoria for eight months this January. I'm kind of comfortable here. I don't have to decide yet. I suppose I will let it percolate for a while.

I had a midterm in Quantum Mechanics today. Our prof. thought the test was easy to the point that she was afraid we would all be walking out early because we were done. I doubt anyone passed that test. I'm pretty sure I got less than 50%. It's alright. As long as you're with the average you're ok. They're not going to give a 3rd year QM class all F's, D's and C's. That looks as bad on the instructor as it does on us. My organic synthesis class is really interesting but is turning into a whole bunch of work. On the plus side I get to learn to make such things as "tetrodotoxin." Next time you know someone who's central nervous system you want to shut down for a while...I'm your man. I keep joking that I'm going to start a meth lab. I think my dad is counting on it to pay off his retirement.

I kind of miss partying with my Germans. I don't really go out much here. I don't know if it's the exceptional amount of school work or the fact that I don't really have any friends that party it up much. Probably a combination of both. Gisella, however, has convinced me that I should attend the next Chem Society pub crawl. A bunch of chemists drinking to the point that they start drawing molecular structures on bar napkins. If you want to get laid, tell her you're a chemist. It works all the time. Just ask Thorsten, the chemist by day and business (?) student by night. Apparently people always hook up at pubcrawls on fridays which is inherently awkward when you're sitting next to them in, oh, say, quantum mechanics the following tuesday morning. Suddenly the particle in a 3D box seems much less importnat when scene's of the guy/girl beside you naked are racing through your mind. Oh hell, that happens anyway. Who am I kidding?? You're always thinking about someone beside/near you naked and nobody has ever really cared about the particle in a box. Not that it happens to me mind you. My idea of a good hook up is correctly attaching my XBOX to the TV.

Bunch of chemists getting trashed. Somehow I feel like I have experience with that.