September 24, 2004

We walked down King Street after the board meeting howling with delight. Everyone talked at the same time, faces bright, gesticulating wildly.

“That was the best board meeting ever,” Dave declared.

“I finally felt useful,” Nick said.

And I missed most of it. The meeting was scheduled during my 10:30 class, and while I was gone exciting things happened. Steve Welker, the WLUSU president, was caught violating his own alcohol policy and then lying about it. People got angry. There were calls for censure.

When I finally showed up we started discussing Fraser’s excellent motion to allow underagers back into the Turret. We marshalled facts and wonderful arguments, while the opposition suggested that sucking on pennies would defeat the breathalyser test we wanted administered. Their arguments didn’t carry much weight, Fraser’s motion passed, and we were elated.

To celebrate, I’m going out drinking tonight and I won’t stop indulging until Monday morning (I’m spending the weekend with my Martha at a wine festival).