Five weeks . . .

. . . until Captain Indecisive has to decide to run/not run for Central Bureau Chief.

My unrelenting desire to get the hell out of Winnipeg continues to be mitigated by a sense of guilt/commitment to the Toban, as well as the fact that because this is a garbagey university, I'll have an Honours degree in two years of half-assed Arts studies (last year I didn't take a single political studies course).

But then there's Vancouver, and UBC ... I remember dreaming of UBC and McGill in grade 12, and now I really have no reason not to go -- so what's stopping me?

Argh.

Then there's the Gateway: while I don't want to move to Edmonton, I have a massive, massive crush on the paper, and as such I'm so tempted to apply for a job there. I think I would gain the most as a journalist, though not on my resume, by working there.

It really depends on what I want, I guess: to stay, and eventually (most likely) be editor-in-chief; to go to UBC, and get into the grad school of my choice; to go to the U of A, and just learn how to be a great news editor. Assuming I could get a job, there, of course, which is probably quite an assumption considering how awesome the Gateway is.

Double argh.