I’ve been in Nova Scotia for a week, the highlight of the trip being the Dutch Mason Blues Festival. I got back to Fredericton last night and today began the task of sorting out a few things.

My as yet unfinished thesis has necessitated my staying on here in F-town for a bit longer. This is problematic for a number of reasons, though one of the most immediate was my lack of a place to live come September the first.

Last night I began the process of boxing up some of my books and other odds and ends with the intention of sending them home with Mom, thus lightening the load I’d eventually have to lug to my (hypothetical) new digs. Today I found a new apartment: same as the old apartment. It turns out that while my place had been rented for September already, the identical apartment across the hall had not, and the person who had rented mine was willing to switch (if not, I’d likely be carrying my stuff across the hall, which as moves go is pretty darn easy).

So, that leaves me with a place to live (yay!), several stacks of books on the floor, a couple half-packed boxes, and two empty bookshelves. I guess this a good opportunity to alphabetize my philosophy collection…

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