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This is what it could look like when one completely deconstructs a life as one knows it, and how to build from the ground up. Alternatively, this is a fresh look at an old story. The fine art of falling apart.

Canadian news, my way.

Sitting around, listening to music and drinking banana flavoured milk. Not sure if I like it or not, so I keep taking small sips here and there.

I watch the news during my lunch hour, the big talk of Canada seems to be the Bernier 'scandal'. I hardly call it a scandal, as obviously no classified information has been made public, thus the problem the Opposition thinks exists...doesn't really exist. Although to be fair, something could surface at a later date since this story is relatively new.

basically what happened is the Foreign affairs minister (kind of a hottie in a Martha Stewart Connecticut weekend sort of way) was dating this girl (no show-stopper, believe me I've seen the pictures) who happened to have dated three men (married one), one turned up dead (murdered while awaiting trial for gang related activities), one killed himself and all three had biker gang ties.

So anyway, the minister guy forgets classified documents at her house. Does she call him and let him know? Nope. She calls a lawyer in order to have them returned.

In any event, he has resigned and she's giving interviews on television. The other political parties are calling for an investigation and etc, etc. The gf (now an ex-gf) is trying to let the public know that she is a real estate agent (lie) and a former model (yeah, right) and therefore a person without a blemish on their record.

Now, don't quote me on this stuff...most is what I've gleaned from new television.
There now...I've decided I don't care for the banana flavoured milk.

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