<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133</id><updated>2011-08-10T06:48:20.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallpaper.</title><subtitle type='html'>By Jordan Velestuk.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>206</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-2107537332159909009</id><published>2011-08-10T06:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T06:48:20.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes my job really sucks.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/2107537332159909009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=2107537332159909009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2107537332159909009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2107537332159909009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2011/08/sometimes-my-job-really-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-6887701063910044694</id><published>2011-03-13T03:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T04:01:30.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday night.I'm at work.My friends are texting me, telling me what a great time it is out on the town, hopefully in an effort to cheer me up.  It's not working.  I even had a call from my friend Kathy this evening, asking if we could go out drinking and dancing.  How I wish... However, it's ok to work every few weekends, if not to save myself from myself, then to make me know how precious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/6887701063910044694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=6887701063910044694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6887701063910044694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6887701063910044694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2011/03/saturday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-5551268080647556186</id><published>2011-02-18T00:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T01:03:56.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And so I conclude the most difficult week of my life.  This week at work has been an emotionally destructive one.  Firstly, I had to treat a person from my childhood.  Mr.C was a man who I knew growing up only very superficially -- he was a regular guest at my babysitter's afternoon get together's, and I hadn't thought or seen him in years (more than a decade likely).  He came into the hospital </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5551268080647556186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=5551268080647556186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5551268080647556186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5551268080647556186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-so-i-conclude-most-difficult-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-7025883422320822385</id><published>2011-02-17T06:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T06:26:37.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fatigue.  It's been a long, busy week.  I'm on the last 30 mins of a night shift, and am exhausted.I've noticed some irony in my life lately -- namely, that I work so hard, and finally have the capital and the base to have the things I want, but have hardly a moment to enjoy them.  Funny how all conventional and ancient wisdom teaches to watch for this stated irony, but, I've fallen into the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/7025883422320822385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=7025883422320822385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/7025883422320822385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/7025883422320822385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2011/02/fatigue.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-5145656733730682079</id><published>2011-02-07T14:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T14:32:15.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh what a circus, oh what a show...The weekend was amazing.  Matt and I spent the entire time in southern California, driving down the coast, listening to lots of music, and partying every night.  I'm refreshed, happy, balanced.One of the more ridiculous things we did was buy 40 bottles of wine, as it is so much cheaper in California than it is at home.  We did, however, fail to consider how we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5145656733730682079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=5145656733730682079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5145656733730682079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5145656733730682079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-what-circus-oh-what-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-3551825635106316461</id><published>2011-02-06T11:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T11:26:06.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm writing from San Diego.  What a blast the last few days have been.  I was originally scheduled to go to Prague and Berlin on Tuesday morning, and was delighted, on checking-in, to see that I had been upgraded to business class.  I boared the flight, and then a feeling of dread and terror gripped me like death.  I suppose this is called a panic attack? I had to get off the plane, and cancel my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/3551825635106316461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=3551825635106316461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/3551825635106316461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/3551825635106316461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-writing-from-san-diego.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-8700945667783351930</id><published>2011-01-17T23:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:09:42.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Day off.  Just got home... It's 11 PM.  Worked all day.  Humph!No, it's not a mistake.  I did have today off, and, yes, I did work all day.  I had a meeting in the morning with HealthLine, of which I'm the Medical Advisor.  The meeting was great -- a presenter from Manitoba Health gave a talk on his province's tele-health system, which has a much broader scope than simply nurse-triage/advice.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8700945667783351930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=8700945667783351930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8700945667783351930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8700945667783351930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-737662210213670833</id><published>2011-01-14T03:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T03:26:32.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The night shift is nearly half over.  It's been good so far.  A few old ladies, a few old men.  Some very sick, others just lonely and anxious. The night shift is always a unique one to work.  The nursing staff is typically more laid back than that of days, and there is a culture with the community that staffs ERs at night.   Most nights, if it's quiet enough, there is a coffee-run to Tim Hortons</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/737662210213670833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=737662210213670833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/737662210213670833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/737662210213670833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2011/01/night-shift-is-nearly-half-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-8604166792525480972</id><published>2011-01-13T21:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T22:03:29.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back in the blogsphere after an unexpected prompting from a friend who must invariably have googled my name and found the link to this old dinosaur.  Well, now you're truly has reached an age equivalent to that of your favourite relic, having become a 30 year old dinosaur myself.  When was the last entry? 2008?  So, let me try to remember 2009.  I think one of the benefits to regular blogging is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8604166792525480972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=8604166792525480972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8604166792525480972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8604166792525480972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-in-blogsphere-after-unexpected.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-1695039526531826950</id><published>2008-04-13T10:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:18:46.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Work, read, eat-out, drive around, run.That's all folks.  Mom's 50th yesterday, went to the farm for that, which was fun.  Ate lobster, steak, corn on the cob.Bought this last week:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/1695039526531826950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=1695039526531826950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/1695039526531826950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/1695039526531826950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2008/04/work-read-eat-out-drive-around-run.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_04Lc9tWNbh8/SAIyL9DZG4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/vw6sQPNmyO4/s72-c/audi-s5-2-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-4968933082101180639</id><published>2008-02-18T06:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T06:26:03.301-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in Toronto, and have been since Friday evening. Saw Cabaret, produced by my good friend Stephen Low, and it was top-notch.  Met some nice people, did some shopping, ate some food, checked-out the Auto Show, and have relaxed at a really swank hotel. It's been a nice 3 days.  Today I'm off to Ottawa to see Kara, and return to Regina for work on Wednesday.  Refreshing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/4968933082101180639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=4968933082101180639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/4968933082101180639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/4968933082101180639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-in-toronto-and-have-been-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-6542287083566928725</id><published>2008-02-03T20:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:58:57.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tired.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/6542287083566928725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=6542287083566928725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6542287083566928725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6542287083566928725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2008/02/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-5623011239108070315</id><published>2008-02-01T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T16:17:41.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, Friday afternoon.Didn't work today, as I needed a day off.  Gym in the AM, lunch with the bro, errands in the afternoon and in an hour I'm heading to the dentist for a filling replacement (ouch!).I've cut back on the chocolate consumption this week, as it was getting rather expensive, and I don't want my teeth to get any less white.  Vanity. Sheesh.  Tuesday, big day down South. McCain is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5623011239108070315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=5623011239108070315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5623011239108070315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5623011239108070315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-friday-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-1949113844275137648</id><published>2008-01-26T18:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T18:14:32.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Devil wears Prada.I wear Prada.I am...Well obviously not the devil, as that would be an error in logic. Were I to write: All people who wear Prada are Devils. Jordan wears Prada, then I'd be a devil.  However, I'm feeling particularly devilish tonight.  Regina, watch-out!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/1949113844275137648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=1949113844275137648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/1949113844275137648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/1949113844275137648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2008/01/devil-wears-prada.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-434636514448461984</id><published>2008-01-24T11:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:43:09.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was requested of me that I blog again, so, here it goes.I'm on "elective" this month, which means I get to do whatever I want to do. So, I worked in surgical intensive care for a few weeks, then did dermatology for a few weeks, and this last week I've spent in my friend's dental office watching dental nerve blocks.  So, the month has been a proverbial breeze, and I've enjoyed it alot.Today I'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/434636514448461984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=434636514448461984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/434636514448461984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/434636514448461984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-was-requested-of-me-that-i-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-2220182368702664707</id><published>2008-01-01T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:39:23.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The people who remember one's birthday are the very important people in life. Not saying other people are not important, but there are categories of importantness, and those who remember top that category.  The old year definitely went out with a bang yesterday. Too much drama for this guy.  It's over, and that's a good thing, if I don't say so in my Marthaness.  I'm trying to remind myself to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/2220182368702664707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=2220182368702664707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2220182368702664707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2220182368702664707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2008/01/people-who-remember-ones-birthday-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-5447115434468429820</id><published>2007-12-30T16:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T16:33:18.577-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No more wine posts.  Bad hangover.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5447115434468429820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=5447115434468429820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5447115434468429820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5447115434468429820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-more-wine-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-477575428205689119</id><published>2007-12-29T07:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T08:10:51.821-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday morning. I'm up before most of the city I imagine. It's actually 8:00 AM, but, it's still dark outside, and I like to think of myself as being alone and independent at the computer at this hour. I resurrected my wine blog today, and one will notice a link to the side of this page (under Stephen Low).  I remembered that I liked writing about wine, and decided to take up that hobby again. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/477575428205689119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=477575428205689119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/477575428205689119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/477575428205689119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/12/saturday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-8983382083123177860</id><published>2007-12-07T12:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T12:37:31.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday at the walk-in clinic.I work until 1 today, then I'm off to Broadview to move my grandma into her new house and then the weekend off. The week has been busy, with little sleep, two birthday parties, two nights of call, and many many patients. I'm sick myself today, with a sore throat, grouchiness, and general irritability.The drive will be nice.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8983382083123177860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=8983382083123177860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8983382083123177860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8983382083123177860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/12/friday-at-walk-in-clinic.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-2057451132917553749</id><published>2007-11-22T22:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:59:21.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not writing these days as I'm having an existential crisis.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/2057451132917553749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=2057451132917553749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2057451132917553749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2057451132917553749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-not-writing-these-days-as-im-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-6614475969637540416</id><published>2007-11-15T12:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T12:57:42.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The vacation has ended, and, all-in-all, it was a lovely time.  I thoroughly enjoyed my time away and my time with Cody.  I'm now in Moosomin, writing from a well-appointed apartment that has been provided to me for my 6-weeks here.  I think it will be a lot of fun. Regina is just over 90 mins away, my parents about 30 mins away.  I've picked up extra call, so I can remain completely occupied </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/6614475969637540416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=6614475969637540416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6614475969637540416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6614475969637540416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/11/vacation-has-ended-and-all-in-all-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-2845915196758772800</id><published>2007-11-10T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T16:32:51.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacation, Day 11:I'm writing tonight from Providenciales, the largest city in Turks &amp; Caicos.  I finished my open water scuba course yesterday, which was a nice feeling. I did about 5 dives, which were a lot of fun -- lots of stingrays, baracudas, jellyfish, interesting coral, and many colourful fish, none of which I could name. I was out on what the divers call "the wall" which is a huge coral </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/2845915196758772800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=2845915196758772800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2845915196758772800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2845915196758772800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/11/vacation-day-11-im-writing-tonight-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-5161944174477866434</id><published>2007-11-08T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T13:48:51.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacation, Day 9:I'm still on Grand Turk, and getting bored. I was glad at the outcome of the provincial election last night, and look forward to returning to a more right-of-centre provincial government.  I have been in a scuba class the last 2 days, and it finishes tomorrow, which will give me a "open water" certification.  I'm getting bored of diving too... What has been keeping my mind from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5161944174477866434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=5161944174477866434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5161944174477866434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5161944174477866434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/11/vacation-day-9-im-still-on-grand-turk.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-8988507928768393511</id><published>2007-11-05T12:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:18:08.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacation, Day 6:I've spent the last 6 days reading, sunning, snorkeling, swimming, and generally relaxing.  I've been working through Mulroney's Memoirs, and have found them entertaining and inspirational --only 700 pages to go!  The weather has been nothing short of perfect, with day-time temperatures in the 30s, and night-time lows around 25.  We've managed quite a bit of sun-time, and have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8988507928768393511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=8988507928768393511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8988507928768393511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8988507928768393511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/11/vacation-day-6-ive-spent-last-6-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-5777079981761500759</id><published>2007-11-01T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T09:28:57.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacation, Day 2:We arrived in Provo last night, and took a cab to our beach hotel, which is lovely. I snorkeled last night, and the reminder of the sting and saltiness of ocean water was as cleansing as the silica itself.  We had a quaint meal on the oceanside, before settling into a very early night (to bed by 730!)I'm waiting now for a taxi to take us to the airport where we will take a small </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5777079981761500759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=5777079981761500759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5777079981761500759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5777079981761500759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/11/vacation-day-2-we-arrived-in-provo-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-5213460222195224887</id><published>2007-10-31T06:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T06:41:50.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kanye West is sitting across from me in the Toronto lounge. Cool, I guess.Had a shower here, some breakfast, and am waiting for my Miami flight.  The sun is rising on this smoggy city, and it looks like it could be quite a fine day here.  NOt sure how the tropical storm down south is playing out... hopefully it peeters out before I arrive.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5213460222195224887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=5213460222195224887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5213460222195224887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5213460222195224887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/10/kanye-west-is-sitting-across-from-me-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-758096356655367374</id><published>2007-10-30T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:27:59.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacation, Day 1:I left Regina a few hours ago, and am hanging-out in the Maple Leaf Lounge in Calgary airport, waiting for my midnight flight to Toronto.  There, I'll board a flight to Miami, spend 8 hours there, and then to Provo, T&amp;C, where I've booked a slick hotel on the ocean -- one night there before jetting off to Grand Turk, to the beach house to settle in to two weeks of reading, diving,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/758096356655367374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=758096356655367374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/758096356655367374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/758096356655367374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/10/vacation-day-1-i-left-regina-few-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-5285152100478570154</id><published>2007-09-24T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T23:30:33.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was in Vegas last weekend, for a conference, and some time in the sun.  The weather was hot, 35-40 degrees, with a warm desert breeze wafting over the city.  I gambled some, took in the Beatles Love show at the Mirage, rented a convertible, and toured some of the surrounding attractions.  I ate at some truly delicious restaurants, and returned home refreshed. Tonight, on Labour and Birth, extra</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/5285152100478570154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=5285152100478570154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5285152100478570154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/5285152100478570154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-in-vegas-last-weekend-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-44404828556740996</id><published>2007-09-03T15:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T15:26:43.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh blog, I come to you only in boredom it seems.Life is marching on, I'm working a lot, eating well, drinking well, and thinking too much.  Not much politics to criticize on the federal front, and, provincially, I'm enjoying watching the NDP butcher themselves with horrible television ads.  I recenly wrote to the Prairie Dog, our Regina free bi-weekly, to ask if I could write to balance the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/44404828556740996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=44404828556740996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/44404828556740996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/44404828556740996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-blog-i-come-to-you-only-in-boredom.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-598036303407201236</id><published>2007-06-26T16:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T16:29:56.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday.  Afternoon off, and am doing nothing productive whatsoever. I had intended on going on a run, but, am feeling lazy, and then wanted to go to the gym, but was not looking to be around gym-rats for a few hours.  So, I'm sitting at my computer, being boring.  I think the Pet Shop Boys have a song called Being Boring.  Somedays, that's ok.  I am on-call however, which means that I could be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/598036303407201236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=598036303407201236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/598036303407201236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/598036303407201236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/06/tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-7584254005371909138</id><published>2007-06-19T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:10:28.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have 30 mins before my first patient arrives, so I thought I'd take a moment to write.I read in the paper yesterday about some of Harper's closest people, one of whome is a 29 year old guy named Novak.  He was apparently a research assistant of Harper's when Harper was at the NCC, and was later signed on as his personal assistant once Harper became PM.  I must admit, I was feeling jealous/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/7584254005371909138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=7584254005371909138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/7584254005371909138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/7584254005371909138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-30-mins-before-my-first-patient.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-8202370591153519151</id><published>2007-06-13T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T08:46:09.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back to the grind.Work is churning along as usual, with at least one interesting or perplexing patient to deal with each day. It's difficult to work long hours when the weather outside is so great; I have these strange pangs of guilt on being indoors on nice days, perhaps as a result of my up-bringing on a farm?  My apartment is feeling crowded lately. My brother has been staying here for 6 weeks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8202370591153519151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=8202370591153519151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8202370591153519151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8202370591153519151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-to-grind.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-6763637840150887773</id><published>2007-06-05T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T19:33:46.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't think I could ever live in Victoria -- the lifestyle is too annoying. I met what I define as an exceptionally annoying girl today at the conference -- votes NDP, or worse Green, eats organic granola for breakfast and lives for hot yoga. Mind you, some of my closest friends typify that stereotype, but, when this particular person added the hot yoga part, I cringed; thankfully, she was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/6763637840150887773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=6763637840150887773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6763637840150887773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6763637840150887773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-dont-think-i-could-ever-live-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-3649314629821391678</id><published>2007-06-05T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:26:34.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The conference started early at 0630 AM, with a number of good lectures.  It was over at noon, so, a friend and I decided to take the ferry over to Vancouver for the afternoon/evening. By the time we arrived downtown, it was late, so, I only went to one store, where I managed to drop a mind-boggling amount of money on one pair of pants, two t-shirts a vest and a belt. They're swanky, but now I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/3649314629821391678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=3649314629821391678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/3649314629821391678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/3649314629821391678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/06/conference-started-early-at-0630-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-833604235910985163</id><published>2007-06-04T08:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T08:10:16.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was last in Victoria under a year today, for a friend's wedding. I remember getting in late, as I was held-up at the border bringing my other sports car across. I zipped through the city, went to the wedding, and woke up the next morning in someone's apartment, in downtown Victoria. I slept most of the day, and then rushed out of the city as I had to be back in Saskatoon the next day for an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/833604235910985163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=833604235910985163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/833604235910985163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/833604235910985163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-was-last-in-victoria-under-year-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-3031716170126321680</id><published>2007-06-03T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T14:34:41.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A 2-month break in blogging, my apologies.I arrived in Victoria this morning for a 4 day emergency medicine conference. It's hot, humid, salty, sunny -- a nice break from the rainy weather we've been having back home. Will spend my time here at the conference for a few hours each day, and also running, hiking, sitting by the ocean, reading, eating.  A few days "away from it all" for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/3031716170126321680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=3031716170126321680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/3031716170126321680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/3031716170126321680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/06/2-month-break-in-blogging-my-apologies.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-6056573856123932497</id><published>2007-03-23T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T10:43:58.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proposed legislation jeopardizes patient careThe Leader-PostPublished: Friday, March 23, 2007Provincial Justice Minister Frank Quennell's response to the Feb. 8 editorial "The patient's needs before the police" demands a response.When Ontario was undertaking consultations for similar legislation in 2004, Merril Pauls and Jocelyn Downie, a bioethesist and a health-law specialist, respectively, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/6056573856123932497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=6056573856123932497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6056573856123932497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6056573856123932497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/03/proposed-legislation-jeopardizes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-496968144455797791</id><published>2007-03-22T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T08:46:58.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Only at this moment in human history, in the entire realm of the universe, in the span of billions of years of time, we all exist on the planet at this ONE time... you, me, Babs, EVERYONE!! This is it -- this is our time to BE.  Time to work.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/496968144455797791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=496968144455797791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/496968144455797791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/496968144455797791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/03/only-at-this-moment-in-human-history-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-9048314367879952567</id><published>2007-03-15T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T14:02:52.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm on my way home, watiing to board my flight to Regina.This trip to the desert has been nothing short of a spectacular time.  The conference I was in town for, the AAEP (American Association of Emergency Physicians), was extremely educational, and I left each day feeling excited for having attended sessions. Moreover, I picked up about a dozen pens from various companies, thereby replenshing my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/9048314367879952567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=9048314367879952567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/9048314367879952567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/9048314367879952567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-on-my-way-home-watiing-to-board-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-4207942718976058438</id><published>2007-03-13T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:17:48.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In Las Vegas. I love this city -- it's over-the-top, loud, glamourous, and incredibly fun.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/4207942718976058438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=4207942718976058438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/4207942718976058438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/4207942718976058438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-las-vegas.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-121506562061103959</id><published>2007-02-24T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T16:54:05.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another Saturday at the hospital.  I went out last night with a bunch of other docs and drank a lot of wine.  I had to work in the morning, but awoke feeling somehow rejuvinated and happy, much more so I'm sure had I not gone out... I think I needed the social break.Signed-on for work at the ER in the hospital here for a start-date of July 2008.  I think it's a good choice --I like the hospital, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/121506562061103959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=121506562061103959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/121506562061103959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/121506562061103959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-saturday-at-hospital.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-7346353265952206967</id><published>2007-02-20T06:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T06:17:15.002-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>About 1 in 4 of the letters I send into the paper are ever published.This one, I found out on getting back, was published in the Saturday Feb., 10, 2007 edition."Meddling in the private sector"On Feb. 8, the Saskatchewan NDP government announced an "investment" of more than $863,000 for the operation of the Blackstrap ski hill, and the purchase of new equipment.After just losing more than $900 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/7346353265952206967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=7346353265952206967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/7346353265952206967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/7346353265952206967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/02/about-1-in-4-of-letters-i-send-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-4251016679261375251</id><published>2007-02-17T02:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T10:51:14.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rome, day 6 and 7Got up late yesterday morning (0900 AM), and had a nice breakfast (0.40 euro), and then bought a ticket for the ballet in the evening.  My plan of the day was to see the Pantheon, which I accomplished after being absolutely lost for a good two hours. The building was remarkable, as one of the oldest fully intact structures from ancient Roman times (nearly 2000 years old).  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/4251016679261375251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=4251016679261375251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/4251016679261375251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/4251016679261375251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/02/rome-day-6-and-7-got-up-late-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-353049896256546795</id><published>2007-02-15T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T13:29:01.321-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rome, day 5Slowed down today. Left the hotel at 1000 AM, and then had a slow breakfast of, you guessed it, 'Nutella' croissant, and an orange juice, which today was 1.40 euro.  I took the metro to the Roman Forum/Colosseo, which was closed on account of a strike, so i went shopping, and spent too much on a pair of briefs and a shirt. Taking the theme of slowness to heart, I ate a lesiurely, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/353049896256546795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=353049896256546795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/353049896256546795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/353049896256546795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/02/rome-day-5-slowed-down-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-6326930873221378519</id><published>2007-02-14T12:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T06:02:56.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Roma, day 4I've just finished 1/2 a litre of white Italian wine, so pardon the grammatical and syntaxical errors in this blog.A striking part of the day was my frank inability to communicate in more than a few words in Italian. It is like I am an invalid, only able to point and grunt in trying to communicate. At times, I feel like Emanuel off of Fawlty Towers, only able to say Si, Si, when I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/6326930873221378519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=6326930873221378519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6326930873221378519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6326930873221378519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/02/roma-day-4-ive-just-finished-12-litre.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-4926296425336469775</id><published>2007-02-13T12:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T16:08:59.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Roma, day 3The city is so beautiful... from the streets to the perfume of the ladies strolling about, it is a city of sensual delight.I was at the Vatican museums very early, and managed to cut in line so as to only wait for 30 mins rather than what likely would have been an hour long wait (an advantage of travelling alone is the ability to cut into lines rather secretly).  I spent 4 hours </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/4926296425336469775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=4926296425336469775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/4926296425336469775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/4926296425336469775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/02/roma-day-3-city-is-so-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-8042414975628175480</id><published>2007-02-12T12:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T12:50:21.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rome, day 2Truly a moving day. I unintentionally slept in, but managed to scrable out of the hotel by 840 this morning. Grabbed a nutella croissant for breakfast and then headed to the Metro to arrive, at about 900 at the Vatican.  Upon entering Piazza san Pietro (St.Peter's Square) I was instantly moved to tears.  The gradiosity of the place, the history, the beauty, my ever tested faith, all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8042414975628175480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=8042414975628175480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8042414975628175480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8042414975628175480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/02/rome-day-2-truly-moving-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-6772230459558777216</id><published>2007-02-11T12:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T18:11:39.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rome, Day 1After modifying my vacation plans many times, I find myself in Rome. The day has so far been long and exhausting. I was unable to sleep on the flight, so, I caught up on some old New Yorker issues and a Harper's magazine. I arrived at noon, and went on search of my hotel. It's located in a rather seedy part of town, but, it's immaculate, cute, and will work for the week I'm here.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/6772230459558777216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=6772230459558777216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6772230459558777216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/6772230459558777216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/02/rome-day-1-after-modifying-my-vacation.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-2469140191899888888</id><published>2007-01-17T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T08:01:02.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Politics to me...Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.(my blood)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/2469140191899888888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=2469140191899888888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2469140191899888888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2469140191899888888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/01/politics-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-3323569831607949801</id><published>2007-01-17T07:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T07:57:54.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watching Saskatchewan Finance minister Andrew Thompson speak on CBC News about rumours around equalization was embarrassing and appalling.  He stated that Saskatchewan, under the speculated reform of equalization, would be set to lose around $800 million dollars.  I find it interesting that this figures is still $100 million short of the estimated $900 million that the incompetent NDP government </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/3323569831607949801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=3323569831607949801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/3323569831607949801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/3323569831607949801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/01/watching-saskatchewan-finance-minister.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-1719709705327277457</id><published>2007-01-01T15:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T15:38:01.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy birthday to me!26 years old.  By 30 I want to own a new Aston Martin.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/1719709705327277457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=1719709705327277457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/1719709705327277457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/1719709705327277457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-to-me-26-years-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_04Lc9tWNbh8/RZl_JVN3SAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p_xPXXO-PX0/s72-c/800_600_imageGallery_Vanquish1_85052f2a-deaf-4dd5-8fbd-12c96ac7a82c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-1536733780968244451</id><published>2006-12-31T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T13:09:46.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Post-dinner party dissociative state.There is perhaps no greater pleasure than preparing for a dinner party.  Shopping for food, buying fresh flowers, choosing music -- truly nothing comes close.  Friends arrived later in the afternoon, and we sipped wine, ate chocolate, and cooked and laughed. Four close friends were able to make it, and the five of us consumed eight bottles of wine, a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/1536733780968244451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=1536733780968244451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/1536733780968244451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/1536733780968244451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/12/post-dinner-party-dissociative-state.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-8283587994716561453</id><published>2006-12-20T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T10:39:26.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rough week. Thankfully I'm done today for 6 days of "holiday."Time for an anecdotal "breaking bad news" story.I met a 50 year old man as a consult for general surgery (the service I'm on at the moment).  A gastroenterologist had found a cancer on endoscopy (looking down his throat with a camera).  I was asked to see the patient to see if he was a candidate for surgical removal of the cancer. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/8283587994716561453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=8283587994716561453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8283587994716561453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/8283587994716561453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/12/rough-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-3001771332063392340</id><published>2006-12-16T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T14:18:54.899-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night.By this morning, I had not slept in 28 hours, I had seen 23 patients, I had assisted in the surgeries of two of those patients, and had treated one of the patients that made the daily news in Saskatchewan.  Of the 23, 3 had been stabbed, 2 were so near death that emergency surgeries were needed to save their lives, 8 were severely intoxicated.  Regina is a different place to do a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/3001771332063392340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=3001771332063392340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/3001771332063392340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/3001771332063392340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-2095565187231411888</id><published>2006-12-02T08:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T21:13:29.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In response to quesitons from a post a few days ago, someone asked the following questions after my assertion that governments are an obstacle to freedom.Obstacle to whose freedom?  Freedom to do what?  What kind of system do you propose in place of government? Where does "government" begin and end for you? Does not, in some sense, the government, through the Charter, guarantee (some of) your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/2095565187231411888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=2095565187231411888' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2095565187231411888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2095565187231411888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-response-to-quesitons-from-post-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-2917094359967986794</id><published>2006-12-01T07:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T07:23:22.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In response to Paul, who left a few questions about government for me, I'm formulating a very detailed answer, so stay posted, as I'm sure I'll convince you of my argument.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/2917094359967986794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=2917094359967986794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2917094359967986794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/2917094359967986794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-response-to-paul-who-left-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-7279490065962731823</id><published>2006-12-01T07:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T07:20:53.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ho hum.Work feels too much like work this week, which I'm not enjoying.Today I feel like buying a snowmobile, so, I think I'll look at those this afternoon.Brother and Sister are coming in tomorrow for Sister's birthday, which we will celebrate at a number of Regina locales (she turns 20).  Dad's birthday is on Sunday, and he turns 50, so we're holding a big bash out at the farm for him.  As my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/7279490065962731823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=7279490065962731823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/7279490065962731823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/7279490065962731823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/12/ho-hum.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-116427182687511250</id><published>2006-11-23T02:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T02:50:26.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in Saskatoon doing some time in ENT surgery.  It's very good, and the surgeon is a marvellous teacher (Holden, don't cringe).  It's nice to see old friends, and to meet new ones.  Had a date tonight, who was intellectually more mature than most people I've gone out with.  As every day passes, I see less and less need for government, and more and more reasons why government is an obstacle to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/116427182687511250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=116427182687511250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/116427182687511250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/116427182687511250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-in-saskatoon-doing-some-time-in-ent.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-116318766231547622</id><published>2006-11-10T13:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:41:15.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Of the four books I'm currently reading, one stands out.  It's new, called "America Alone," by Mark Steyne.  The prologue was the most frightening passage of prose I have read in quite some time. The book discusses freedom, civilization and the Islamic threat.  To any concerned citizen, or, perhaps more importantly, to any passively bored and unengaged citizen, this book must be read.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/116318766231547622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=116318766231547622' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/116318766231547622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/116318766231547622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/11/of-four-books-im-currently-reading-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-116221257262577075</id><published>2006-10-30T06:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T06:49:32.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The last 10 days have been nothing short of exhilarating.  First, Matt came to pick me up and we went to the Streisand concert. Saturday, a number of friends and I got together for a lovely evening of supper and wine.  I had a few days of shopping, eating out, and walking around, before attending a 3 day conference on suicide prevention.  It was then back to Regina for a costume party on Saturday</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/116221257262577075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=116221257262577075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/116221257262577075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/116221257262577075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-10-days-have-been-nothing-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-116140715677257297</id><published>2006-10-21T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T00:05:56.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in Toronto.I saw Barbra Streisand tonight in concert.  Enough said.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/116140715677257297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=116140715677257297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/116140715677257297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/116140715677257297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-in-toronto.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-116105610621836624</id><published>2006-10-16T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:35:06.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My love of chocolate drives me to great extremes. There was something of a cold and windy snowy rainy storm here tonight, yet I dragged myself out of my apartment to walk to the Safeway to pick up some deluxe chocolate chips. I had a lot of uncertainty upon entering the store. Eating the bag of chocolate would give me about 1800 kcal more than I need, but, then I thought that such thinking is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/116105610621836624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=116105610621836624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/116105610621836624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/116105610621836624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-love-of-chocolate-drives-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115966219532377195</id><published>2006-09-30T19:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T19:23:15.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is my favourite day of the year.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115966219532377195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115966219532377195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115966219532377195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115966219532377195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-is-my-favourite-day-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115853534627881320</id><published>2006-09-17T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T18:22:30.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I write from the hospital.Last week I spent 117 hours here. This week, it's looking like 76 hours, which is much more reasonable. If I were in law, billing 300/hour, I'd be so rich.  I had yesterday off, which was thankfully consumed doing rather mindless things, like going on a run, reading the paper, cleaning my apartment, going out for lunch, playing bingo at a bingo-dive with a friend, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115853534627881320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115853534627881320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115853534627881320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115853534627881320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-write-from-hospital.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115782462093534825</id><published>2006-09-09T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:57:00.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's nothing like having a handful of patients die in a night to make one appreciate being alive.  I think it's ultra-cool that HUMANS went into space today. That just blows my mind.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115782462093534825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115782462093534825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115782462093534825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115782462093534825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/09/theres-nothing-like-having-handful-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115759135892109153</id><published>2006-09-06T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T20:12:11.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am unable to type much as I lacerated the first digit of my dominant hand whilst washing a glass on the weekend.  The glass broke and cut me to the bone, requiring 6 stitches to close. Ouch!  Below is a link to what I think is one of the most beautiful commercials I have seen.  The tune being played is called Half Acre by a band named Hem.  Do check out the link:Commercial Link</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115759135892109153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115759135892109153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115759135892109153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115759135892109153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-unable-to-type-much-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115690724232414598</id><published>2006-08-29T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:50:50.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115690724232414598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115690724232414598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115690724232414598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115690724232414598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115685749737569210</id><published>2006-08-29T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T08:18:17.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Big BBQ tonight. I was lucky enough to secure the LAST ticket to the Stephen Harper BBQ tonight at the forestry farm here in Regina. 600 Conservatives, in the bush, at a BBQ.  I can hardly wait.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115685749737569210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115685749737569210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115685749737569210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115685749737569210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/big-bbq-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115677177415672761</id><published>2006-08-28T08:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T08:29:34.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm definitely a workaholic. I had a free weekend and was completely bored the entire time.  Maybe it's solitude that I don't like.  Anyway, another demanding week in dermatology.  I spend 3 hours in the clinic this week, plus a few hours for 1/2 day back, makes for one very slow week. I have to find another hobby.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115677177415672761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115677177415672761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115677177415672761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115677177415672761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-definitely-workaholic.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115664347897322707</id><published>2006-08-26T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T20:51:18.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Someone actually stole my chrome valve stem covers off of my car.  So, I bought some more and smoked a cigar, and laughed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115664347897322707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115664347897322707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115664347897322707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115664347897322707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/someone-actually-stole-my-chrome-valve.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115591419757214351</id><published>2006-08-18T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T10:16:37.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I decided that I could never do the military thing as a medic since I hate too much not having control over my life. I think I would  regress and devolve having someone make major decisions for me. So far, ER medicine sounds like the best match.There is a chocolate festival coming up in Regina on September 9th.  "The Chocol'Art Gala Cocktail Reception is a sparkling cocktail reception featuring </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115591419757214351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115591419757214351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115591419757214351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115591419757214351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-decided-that-i-could-never-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115577288147706210</id><published>2006-08-16T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T19:01:21.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling internally conflicted.Someone very attractive was very friendly at work today, and I was totally interested. Then I realized the futility of pursuit, for something I'm not really looking for anyway.  Once I resigned myself to simply accepting that there are somethings that are beyond my control, and that I can exist and find meaning outside of intimate relationships, I became much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115577288147706210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115577288147706210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115577288147706210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115577288147706210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-feeling-internally-conflicted.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115556322002777277</id><published>2006-08-14T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T08:47:00.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From my friend at Mayo Clinic: Dear Jordan: I just met a patient from "Geneva." "Where's that?"  I asked him.  I have been stung by Paris, Texas.  Austin, Minnesota.   This time:"Right near Lake Geneva" I was told by an average-looking American guy (BMI &gt;35)."Geneva, Wisconson?""Yep""So not the original Geneva.""Why?  Is there one in Minnesota too?""No. . .the one in Switzerland.""There's a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115556322002777277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115556322002777277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115556322002777277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115556322002777277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/from-my-friend-at-mayo-clinic-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115544262430318828</id><published>2006-08-12T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T23:17:04.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was driving down the street, minding my own business, when a hot BMW decided that it wanted to race me. Naturally, I had to participate, and actually beat it.  The pains of having a sports car...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115544262430318828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115544262430318828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115544262430318828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115544262430318828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-driving-down-street-minding-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115542840822720180</id><published>2006-08-12T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T19:20:08.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My diet lately has been interesting. I eat a bowl of cereal for breakfast, with a protein shake and some fruit. I scrounge something for lunch, usually a sandwich of honey and butter, and a bowl of yogurt, and then eat another bowl of cereal for supper. Today was especially special since I ate a box of chocolates for lunch.  I feel less guilty replacing a meal with chocolate rather than simply </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115542840822720180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115542840822720180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115542840822720180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115542840822720180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-diet-lately-has-been-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115500162669901531</id><published>2006-08-07T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T20:47:06.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Speaking of purees... I often stick bad things in the blender when it's running, like spoons and knives.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115500162669901531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115500162669901531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115500162669901531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115500162669901531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/speaking-of-purees.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115500152530524009</id><published>2006-08-07T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T20:45:25.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I often desire that my apartment smell of rich foods.  Tonight I'm cooking braised chicken with white asparagus and morel saute and creme fraiche with english pea puree on the side.  The later consists of olive oil, butter, a whole chile, a few sprigs of mint, and garlic and peas. It smells great in here. I delight not so much in consuming these laborious dishes, nor do I derive maximal delight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115500152530524009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115500152530524009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115500152530524009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115500152530524009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-often-desire-that-my-apartment-smell.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115490466408659289</id><published>2006-08-06T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T17:51:04.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Talk about unplanned events. I had initially thought that last evening would be a quiet one, punctuated by calls from friends, television shows, and random articles from the New Yorker. By the end of the evening, there were about 8 people in my place, and we were all smoking Cuban cigars, drinking absinthe, wine, Corona, and vokda, all in preparation for a night of dancing, debauchary, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115490466408659289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115490466408659289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115490466408659289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115490466408659289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/08/talk-about-unplanned-events.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115431152073482604</id><published>2006-07-30T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:05:20.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heat.The trip has been good so far.  Spent Friday afternoon at the farm, and then the evening with my cousin in Winnipeg.  I drove to Grand Forks ND for Friday night, waking Saturday morning for a sprint to Minneapolis.  The heat here is unbearable -- 49 today with the Humidex.  I think that my abhoration of humidity and heat will keep me confined to Canadian and Western-Canadian climes; I simply</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115431152073482604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115431152073482604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115431152073482604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115431152073482604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/07/heat.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115402003768056318</id><published>2006-07-27T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T12:07:17.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Having worked every single day since the beginning of the month, I have eleven days off.  I begin Road Trip Number Two, heading down to Minneapolis tomorrow, and then into the deep south of the USA.  I have no idea of where I'm heading after Minneapolis, I just know that I'll be crusing in the car, with the windows down and music playing loudly.  Time to start my engine.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115402003768056318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115402003768056318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115402003768056318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115402003768056318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/07/having-worked-every-single-day-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115358943902303680</id><published>2006-07-22T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T12:30:39.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good intentions.I went to the store yesterday and bought a roll of Pillsbury chocolate chip cookie dough.  I bought the roll with the intention of making a few dozen cookies. Instead, I just finished the last piece of chocolate that was embedded in the roll.  I tend to dig through the dough and just eat the chocolate pieces. Once I finished the last one, I was left with a pile of pale dough, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115358943902303680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115358943902303680' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115358943902303680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115358943902303680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-intentions.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115327955349378625</id><published>2006-07-18T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T22:25:53.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I only worked a 4 hour shift in the ER tonight, but I have never had so much to do.  The pace is invigorating, and I love having all of the resources of the hospital at my fingertips.  Need a CT scan? No problem.  Instant CBC or BNP? It's mine.  I can see, investigate, diagnose, and treat.  I see people at their most vulnerable, and recognize my own vulnerability.  The emotions are real and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115327955349378625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115327955349378625' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115327955349378625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115327955349378625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-only-worked-4-hour-shift-in-er.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115305404187573410</id><published>2006-07-16T07:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T07:47:21.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so tired that I'm actually sick.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115305404187573410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115305404187573410' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115305404187573410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115305404187573410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-so-tired-that-im-actually-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115276086975845178</id><published>2006-07-12T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:21:09.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.cnn.com/2006/HEALTH/07/10/psychedelic.research.ap/index.htmlCurious.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115276086975845178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115276086975845178' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115276086975845178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115276086975845178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/07/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115205004743919979</id><published>2006-07-04T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:54:07.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How have I lived my life so far without Nutella?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115205004743919979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115205004743919979' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115205004743919979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115205004743919979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-have-i-lived-my-life-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115159693446602648</id><published>2006-06-29T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T11:02:14.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exhaustion.  Satisfaction.The trip was one of the most satisfying drives I've ever taken. I drove 400 miles up the Highway 101 through Oregon and Washington. The 101 follows the coast up to Northern Washington, and is a newly paved stretch of tree and rock lined road, that winds along the side of the Rocky Mountain range all the way up to Canada. I drove fast, with music playing loudly, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115159693446602648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115159693446602648' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115159693446602648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115159693446602648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/06/exhaustion.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115108284194873374</id><published>2006-06-23T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T12:14:01.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Road trip.I'm in Vancouver Airport, heading South from here to take a lovely road trip in "the car" along the West coast up to Victora, where I will attend a friend's wedding, before heading back across Canada to write an exam in a globalization class I decided to take these past 2 weeks.The class made me really miss political studies.  I had forgotten how much passion political discussion can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115108284194873374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115108284194873374' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115108284194873374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115108284194873374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/06/road-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115077215264173882</id><published>2006-06-19T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T21:55:52.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>F $%^$#@^%#$&amp;^^%*&amp;%^&amp;#%$^$#%$#@#$</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115077215264173882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115077215264173882' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115077215264173882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115077215264173882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/06/f.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115077154848825042</id><published>2006-06-19T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T21:45:48.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4 mins... down one point... come on Edmonton!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115077154848825042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115077154848825042' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115077154848825042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115077154848825042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/06/4-mins.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115076948131022574</id><published>2006-06-19T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T21:11:21.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This game is not looking good...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115076948131022574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115076948131022574' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115076948131022574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115076948131022574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-game-is-not-looking-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115076713045048912</id><published>2006-06-19T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:32:10.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2-O Carolina at the top of the 2nd...Edmonton has to STOP getting penalties.AH!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115076713045048912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115076713045048912' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115076713045048912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115076713045048912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/06/2-o-carolina-at-top-of-2nd.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115072519822013527</id><published>2006-06-19T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T08:53:18.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The long and winding road...Sometimes the Beatles are just SO articulate.I must say, I'm quite excited about the week ahead. I have 4 days of a political science class left, I am meeting with two old friends whom I've not seen in some time, I fly to Oregon on Friday to pick up the car, I have a wedding in Victoria on Saturday, and I look forward to a nice drive home from the West coast.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115072519822013527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115072519822013527' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115072519822013527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115072519822013527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-and-winding-road.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-115042355638370947</id><published>2006-06-15T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:05:56.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes my behaviour makes me laugh.Today, on coming home from Saskatoon, I discovered a message on my answering machine stating that something that I had tried to do didn't work, and that I would have to try another avenue, which means even more effort on my part, as well as a significant delay in something I was hoping to acquire.  WELL, did I ever get pouty. I've JUST gotten over the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/115042355638370947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=115042355638370947' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115042355638370947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/115042355638370947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/06/sometimes-my-behaviour-makes-me-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-114986948111144930</id><published>2006-06-09T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T17:56:13.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I bought this last night:  It's a 2004 Nissan 350Z, and it is entirely impractical. It's a 2-seater, with no trunk space to speak of. BUT, but... it is SO fun to drive!!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/114986948111144930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=114986948111144930' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114986948111144930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114986948111144930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-bought-this-last-night-its-2004.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-114974500243134804</id><published>2006-06-08T00:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:36:42.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I write from Saskatoon.I'm here taking another class in political studies.  I have forgotten just how easy arts classes are. Even though this is a 4th year class, after 4 years of medical school, it's a breeze, to say the least.  The class runs Monday to Thursday, from 1030 to 1300.  I have the rest of the day free.  I'm taking tennis lessons to improve my swing, and am doing a lot of reading, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/114974500243134804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=114974500243134804' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114974500243134804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114974500243134804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-write-from-saskatoon_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-114905448303259570</id><published>2006-05-31T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T00:48:03.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had my first real date since 2002 tonight. It was a smashing success.  Date #2 is in the works already.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/114905448303259570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=114905448303259570' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114905448303259570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114905448303259570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-had-my-first-real-date-since-2002.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-114880308190826933</id><published>2006-05-28T02:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T02:58:01.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Home again.It's late. I've had 1/2 a bottle of wine and have spent some quality time with some friends. It's been lovely.It's late here, about 2:00 A.M. It has just started to rain heavily. I have the window open and the sound of the drenching rain and the smell of freshenss fill my apartment. The lights are off and I sit only with the glow of this laptop illuminating my skin.  I feel acutely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/114880308190826933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=114880308190826933' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114880308190826933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114880308190826933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/05/home-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-114835753671231896</id><published>2006-05-22T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:12:16.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Day 17.My legs ache from walking. I've covered about 25 kilometers on foot during the last 2 days in Melbourne, seeing a lot of the city.I've taken in the major art galleries, the minor galleries on the streets, multiple neighbourhooods, the Prahran market, the Queen Victoria Market, and have done all sorts of shopping, spending way more money than I had intended, which is fun.  Last night, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/114835753671231896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=114835753671231896' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114835753671231896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114835753671231896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-17.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-114825305129352131</id><published>2006-05-21T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T18:10:51.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2nd last day.I awoke this morning not remembering where I was. Looking around the room, I thought I may have been home, or on a boat, but, no, I was in a hotel in Melbourne.  The flight down here yesterday was fun. I flirted with two young American girls, and bought them all sorts of drinks on the jet, before becomming absorbed in conversation with an engineer at Boeing.  Amazing stuff they're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/114825305129352131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=114825305129352131' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114825305129352131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114825305129352131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/05/2nd-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5176133.post-114817785440755315</id><published>2006-05-20T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T21:17:34.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Day ??Just back from 3 days of glorious sailing around the Whitsunday Islands. The place is paradise -- white sand, hot sun, friendly people, perfect water, incredible snorkelling.  What an adventure.Cairns was great too... lots of scuba diving and touring of rainforest.Off to Melbourne this evening ( 5 hour flight).  There for 2 days then back home.Sun, surf, sail, sloth, scenery, sand.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/feeds/114817785440755315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5176133&amp;postID=114817785440755315' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114817785440755315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5176133/posts/default/114817785440755315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordanvelestuk.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-just-back-from-3-days-of-glorious.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan Velestuk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14329962448888613347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
