Ah, Monday. Is Monday good? NO. Monday night? YES. Why? Because Monday is over. Is it coincidence that Monday sounds a lot like Mundane? Really, what is the point of Monday? Everybody hates it, nothing gets done on it. Isn't this a democracy? I think that we should tell Paul Martin to get rid of Mondays. Finally an issue that could bring the country, and the world, together. I feel we should start a petition. Monday's are absolutely, without a doubt or exception, TERRIBLE. Except for today...

My coordinator from the U of A came for a quick meeting. I don't know if it was just because I was still in the room or because he generally feels this way but Dmitri gave me a great review. He and Mark said they were very satisfied with my work and that they feel I will continue to excel in this project. A Monday morning where you sit and listen to your bosses praise you isn't too hard to take. The Tuesday where you have to live up to those praises sucks though.

I also got a tour of the rest of the Williamson plant today. JF took me over to see the cash line and batch furnaces. I thought the cranes on the other side of the plant were huge, they're nothing. The bad boys over here can live three coils at a time, over 63 tonnes of aluminum. And it's controlled by some guy walking around of the floor under them. There are furnaces here bigger than a three car garage that they heat up to 500 C for hours at a time. One of the coils being re-rolled snapped while I was there. The noise was insane (even with earplugs) and aluminum pieces shot all over. The already wound coil looked like a small bomb had gone off on top of it. There is also a lot of oil and lubricant around. Usually these snaps start fires. (Snaps are not common though, just bad when they do) So today was good. All Mondays are gay, except for today.

(Sign my petition to ban Mondays from the calendar. I don't care about discrimination, all Mondays must go. Line them up and shoot them if you must. Take out one and the rest will get the hint.)