VALERIE PRINGLE WAS BEHIND MY WORK!!

Ok, so I was unloading my trunk and I saw CBC cameras behind our building.

To give you all a reference, I work at WAYS and my office is in a group home. The group home is on the Thames River, very beautiful.

As I rounded the corner I saw gleaming red hair.

And I don't want to hear that none of you know who Valerie Pringle is. I mean, who of us didn't have afternoon naps with Valerie hosting "Midday" in the background? The woman's a fucking national treasure.

I suspect Valerie was taping segments of her show, "Antiques Roadshow", which just recently made a stop at UWO.

And being my father's daughter (no matter how hard I try to fight it) I, of course had my new camera with me.

And being my mother's daughter (again, no matter how hard I try) I badgered the CBC staff with my RISE for Youth pamphlets and brochures.

I would love to be interviewed by Valerie Pringle. We could talk about sexual exploitation while bonding over being fair skinned and red haired (I like the term "red haired" better than "redhead", I know Valerie would, too).

I went upstairs to the group home portion of the house and started clicking away. I was taking pictures with one other boy who lives at the house. We instantly bonded.

I really need you people to understand how excited I was. I was literally jumping up and down. But that might have been from the paper fumes.

However, when I went to my department office, no one shared my joy. This just further proved to them what a dork I am.

But I know you understand.

Yippee!