by Cicely Pritchard Almost two months since moving in and I'm still sitting cross-legged on the floor in“ front of my computer.. Ideas of what ] should write in this edition of Roughin' It in Rez have been sparse, not to mention tediously uninspired. Construction has been proceeding about as fast as a snail can piss, but who am I to complain? I only live here. Every moring as 1 depart for class, I make a civil gesture towards our friendly neighbourhood painter who sits for hours in a vacant room, staring at the floor in front of him. I am beginning to believe that the paint fumes have finally affected his physical capabilities. There is another painter who also seems to have made his home here. I greeted him one morning with a shower cap over my head and an hysterical expression on my face. Of course, my window is wide open so he heard me running down the hall yelling, "There is a man outside my window!" Why does this ordeal always happen when you're at your most vulnerable? But, on the other hand, it is encouraging to note that the excitement of having strange men peering inside your room and waltzing in and out with incomplete furnishings won't cease for a few more days...or weeks...or months... Since this issue reflects everyone who lives in rez, I have hypothesized a few logical reasons for the tardiness of our furniture: 1. The contract was to have furniture delivered by September 1, 1995, not 1994. 2. Our furnishings were delivered to UBC instead of UNBC. 3. They took a longer pee break than expected. 4. Once in Edmonton, they heard West Edmonton Mall calling their names over and over to visit and stay awhile--it has the power of attraction. 5. Caught in a rain storm when leaving Ontario, the acid rain rusted the joints of the truck, halting progress ye L bev + feFs) immediately. 6. The end-of-season weekend at Calaway Park in Calgary was too important to bypass--who can relate? 7. For the furniture to arrive, we .need to write a letter to Student Services who has to write a letter to Housing Services who, in turn, has to inform Administration by letter, who must contact the furniture company by letter. Obviously the trucks aren't taking the super highway. 8. They got lost. 9. A radical group of environmentalists opposing the inhumane selling of wood furniture have hijacked the trucks until their demands are met--Randall Brazzoni is still in negitiations. 10. Since hockey players are locked out, furniture movers from all over Canada locked their keys in their trucks as a sign of support for our nation's game, chanting "Come, let us all join in the lockout together!" Whatever the reason is, the fact still remains that our that our furniture is two months overdue. I hope a sizeable compensation is in order. (I'll take mine in the form of A's, please). But, when all the furniture has arrived, we will be living in. conditions that are above average for most university residences in Csnsds. We should be proud to be breaking in virgin furniture that is "fresh from the farm", so to speak. You can complain about roommates, about cleaning responsibilities and people's eating habits, but you can't criticize the furniture (when it arrives, of course). It's new, nicely built and shows no signs of the 1970s. Just like Indiana Jones, Randall Brazzoni has chosen wisely! *Thank you for the positive feedback on the last issue. Verbal and written recognition is always appreciated. AP) jes eur Aq saydess OU *xAOE*Nx 3 ‘es Oboe GM ¥XAaASYVI5+eak swe P si 7 4 4A@ [& ARO over THE EDGE-Friday November 4, 1994 11 graphics by Dana Kelly EVERY ONE IS NORMAL IN THERE OWN LITTLE WORLD. INSANITY 18 BASED ON IGNORANCE, 333) THE BAY J