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Sunday Roundup

Sunday 21 September

Can I be bothered trying to keep up with this questions for next week?

Maybe

So another interesting goes by. This Sunday marked  weeks since I landed in Missoula and 8 weeks since I arrived in the States. Time is flying by. Though the exciting, touristy stuff has been left in the past… for now, something may be in the pipeline in the coming weeks. Heres hoping the timing works out.

Not much of signifcant note happens during a typical uni week. I just tend to notice small things happening. Like someone spilling what appears to be a bag of cocaine on the footpath in the university.

There is more to read here. The old you would click this. The old you was fun… →

[Competition] Win Something!

As discussed in the Sunday Roundup I’m hosting a poll on what my condition will be on arrival in NZ. 1 vote per person. Must be logged into social media to vote. Winner must live in New Zealand or select states within the USA (I don’t know which yet). There is 1 winner and 1 runner up. The winner will be chosen by random number generator from the winning option. E.g. if I arrive morbidly obese, the winner will be someone who selected morbidly obese. Poll will be open until Sunday, or longer because I’ll probably forget about it.

The prize will be selected by the winner and the runner up, with the winner getting first selection on prize. They will select 1 of 3 available prizes which are: A large bag of chocolate, a toothbrush, a cheeseburger.

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Actual prize may vary slightly in brand and model.

Chocolate And Cards

It turns out that the amazing deal on chocolate that i found back in the day is actually a scam. A rip off. A total waste of time. Why? Look what I found for $13.

135 addictive sized chocolates. It is a crime to buy the smaller bag!

At the supermarket I also discovered a thing called ‘Boss’s Day” which I am skeptical is a real thing, and not just another money grabbing bullshit day the card companies made up. Sadly I missed it, like I seem to miss most card days. Oh well, there is always next year