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Rage Against the Machine – Know Your Enemy
Mint Royale – My Heart Is Beating Fast
Film Noir World – Sleeping City
Quantic – Trouble from the River
April 29th, 2003 - 9:12 p.m.
AAAAH! Soo sick of packing. I've been going since 3:30 p.m. and I feel like I'm going to keel over any second. I keep zoning in and out, just standing in the middle of piles and piles of boxes and crap. It's everywhere - taken over the whole apartment. If it hasn't become apparent, Craig and I are moving tomorrow. To a house, so I am excited to have so much more room to put all this crap which is now all over the place.
I leave for 2 months on Monday. Tree planting again. Luke and Craig will hopefully be maintaining this site for me so I don't get kicked off any camportals. Expect porn and very little else.
I'm gonna go get some coke so I can make myself a drink.
Arpil 28th, 2003 - 7:33 p.m.
Sometimes I think that it takes a frightening possibility to lose something you have smacking you in the face to make you realize what you really do have.
I just woke up from a nap. Afternoon naps for me tend to produce extremely vivid dreams/nightmares. On more than one occasion, I've woken up with the residue of a dream producing a really strong emotion, either good or bad.
I just remembered my first dream was about a puppy. It was okay.
My second dream was about Craig and I going to visit some people somewhere. They were his friends, and I didn't know them that well. Craig ended up sleeping with one of the girls there, and told me that he'd done it before (all in the dream, hopefully). I tried to hit him, I tried to hit her, I tried to trash the place, I tried to leave, but all of my actions, other than sreaming were in vain. I'm guessing that this represents my "helplessness" in the situation. He started making out with her infront of me, telling me that I was a loser, with no social life and no real friends. I dunno. I'm feeling very disturbed and Craig's still asleep.
Actually, the more I think about that puppy dream, the better I feel. I'm glad I remembered that one.
April 25th, 2003 - 7:39 p.m.
Craziest propaganda I've seen to date.
Get the Iraqi 'Most-Wanted' Deck of Playing Cards - Only $5.95 a Set!
You've seen these cards on the nightly news. They've been featured in newspapers worldwide. Now you can own the one true collector's item from Operation Iraqi Freedom. This is the same 55-card deck given to Coalition soldiers featuring the Iraq's 52 "Most-Wanted" leaders.
Don't wait on this one! This is one of the hottest items in the country and we can barely keep them in stock! Set of four quantity-priced decks also available (Under $20!). Buy them for poker night or to hand out to your friends and family!
This deck is being supplied to troops in Kuwait and is produced by United States Playing Card Company, the leading playing card company in the world. GreatUSAflags is the only company authorized to print this deck, complete with "Hoyle® Joker" cards, as it appeared in the original 200 decks given to Coalition soldiers. This is a real, usable deck of playing cards, printed on casino-quality stock. Don't be fooled by imitations!
Yes, this is the actual text that came in my email trying to sell me this product.
Ha. Way to make money off killing other people, guys.
April 21st, 2003 - 3:26 a.m.
I had so many good ideas for an update as I walked to the bar this evening. So many good things to write. Now I'm back from the bar, and I don't think that I'm capable of writing anything that I was planning to. It just took me a full minute to type the date.
Update tomorrow.
*drunk*
April 18th, 2003 - 9:26 p.m.
What Kelly planned to do today:
- laundry
- buy tree planting boots
- pay off "sanction" so I can get my university marks
- return overdue library books
- go to bank to get cheques and cash in 70 dollars worth of rolled change
Then Kelly realized that it was Good Friday so no stores were open and no buses were running, so this is what Kelly actually did today:
- played The Sims
- watched half of Lord of the Rings
- made chicken club sandwiches for dinner, complete with bacon
- watched Spirited Away
As you can see, it was a very productive day.
Mrph.
April 16th, 2003 - 5:58 p.m.
I'm sitting at school waiting to write my last exam (in an hour) and I'm bored out of my skull. I've studied enough, despite my serious lack of sleep last night (not my fault this time). I'm not that tired - but I just keep hazing in and out when nothing is going on. No celebration for me tonight. I haven't checked my work schedule yet this week either, so for all I know, I've either missed shifts or might have to work until 3 a.m. Joy. I really hope not. It's been a rough 24 hours. I really am proud of me for the amount of work I got done considering that I was in a rather highly disputed argument with myself from about 5 a.m. to 6:30 a.m.
After tonight, I've got *checking calander* two and a half weeks before I leave for planting. No boots yet. I should probably get on that.
Arg, I hate it when I ramble online. I'm stopping this update now.
April 13th, 2003 - 3:42 a.m.
I figure it's about time for an update. What this update will be, I have no clue.
Not a lot has been going on. Exam time - yay. Uh. I've only got one left, and I'm having a really hard time studying for it. Got lost in "The Sims" today. Craig and I rented it for the X-Box. I wasn't planning on playing for that long, but anyone who has played it will understand what I mean when the day disapeared somewhere in Sim Land. (I suppose that would be SimCity - but they don't actually live in SimCity...so...)
Might go back to the Outpost again. (Note: Those of you who don't know me - I worked there 2 summers ago.) I haven't decided yet. It would cut at least a week out of tree planting, and I wouldn't get to spend any time in the city during the summer = no craig and no bartending. I've got until monday to decide. I'm leaning towards a yes, just because this is going to be the last possible summer that I would be able to do it.
I'm trying to think if anything else significant has happened recently. No. No, I don't think so. No thoughts either. My brain is filled with girl trafficking in Nepal and observational and quantitative research methods. Very boring shite. Well, the research methods are...
I will be very happy to be done soon. Next Wednesday to be exact. Wish me luck on surviving until then.
April 8th, 2003 - 10:55 p.m.
I just got a better email....
The Truth About University (by Dave Barry)
University is a bunch of rooms where you sit for 2,000 hours or so and try to memorize things. The 2,000 hours are spread out over four years. You spend the rest of the time sleeping, partying, and trying to get dates.
Basically, you learn two kinds of things in University:
1. Things you will need to know in later life (two hours).
2. Things you will not need to know in later life (1,998 hours).
The latter are the things you learn in classes whose names end in -ology, -osophy, -istry, -ics, and so on. The idea is you memorize these things, then write them down in little exam books, then forget them. If you fail to
forget them, you become a professor and have to stay in University for the rest of your life.
After you've been in University for a year or so, you're supposed to choose a major, which is the subject you intend to memorize and forget the most things about. Here is a very important piece of advice: Be sure to choose a major that does not involve Known Facts and Right Answers. This means you must not major in mathematics, physics, biology, chemistry, or geology because these subjects involve actual facts. If, for example, you major in mathematics, you're going to wander into class one day and the professor will say: "Define the cosine integer of the quadrant of a rhomboid binary axis, and extrapolate your result to five significant vertices." If you don't come up with exactly the answer the professor has in mind, you fail. The same is true of chemistry: If you write in your exam book that carbon and hydrogen combine to form oak, your professor will flunk you. He wants you to come up with the same answer he and all the other chemists have agreed on. Scientist! s are extremely snotty about this. So
you should major in subjects like English, philosophy, psychology, and sociology -- subjects in which nobody really understands what anybody else is talking about, and which involve virtually no actual facts. I attended classes
in all these subjects, so I'll give you a quick overview of each:
ENGLISH: This involves writing papers about long books or little snippets you have read before class. Here is a tip on how to get good grades on your English papers: Never say anything about a book that anybody with any common sense would say. For example, suppose you are studying Moby Dick. Anybody with any common sense would say Moby Dick is a big white whale, since the characters in the book refer to it as a big white whale roughly 11,000 times. So in your paper, you say Moby Dick is actually the Republic of Ireland. Your professor, who is sick to death of reading papers and never liked Moby Dick anyway, will think you are enormously creative. If you can regularly come up with lunatic interpretations of simple stories, you should major in English.
PHILOSOPHY: Basically, this involves sitting in a room and deciding there is no such thing as reality and then going to lunch. You should major in philosophy if you plan to take a lot of drugs.
PSYCHOLOGY: This involves talking about rats and dreams. Psychologists are obsessed with rats and dreams. I once spent an entire semester training a rat to punch little buttons in a certain sequence, then training my roommate to do the same thing. The rat learned much faster. My roommate is now a doctor. If you like rats or dreams, and above all if you dream about rats, you should major in psychology.
SOCIOLOGY: For sheer lack of intelligibility, sociology is far and away the number one subject. I sat through hundreds of hours of sociology courses, and read gobs of sociology writing, and I never once heard or read a coherent statement. This is because sociologists want to be considered scientists, so they spend most of their time translating simple, obvious observations into scientific-sounding code. If you plan to major in sociology, you'll have to learn to do the same thing. For example, suppose you have observed that children cry when they fall down. You should write: "Methodological observation of the sociometrical behavior tendencies of prematurated isolates indicates that a causal relationship exists between groundward tropism and lachrimatory behavior forms." If you can keep this up for 50 or 60 pages, you will get a large government grant.
April 8th, 2003 - 7:47 p.m.
So, I had a really long update half written about how I screwed myself over for my exam this morning but then my comp crashed and I don't have the energy to write it again. Instead, post an email that I got from my boss trying to convince all the staff members to come out to "staff night" (whatever that is) at the bar tonight, despite the fact that were in the middle of exams.
As explained by Cliff Clavin, on Cheers:
"Well ya see, Norm, it's like this.. A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members." "In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, as we know, kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. That's why you always feel smarter after a few beers."
April 7th, 2003 - 5:12 p.m.
I'm supposed to be studying but I had to put this up here....
Muahahahhaha.
April 5th, 2003 - 3:18 a.m.
My first night of bartending. Things went fairly smoothly. I'm not nearly as crappy as I thought I would be for my first night. Only made one fuck up - which was quickly fixed. I wasn't too horribly slow - except with the shots. But I figure that will come with time. Made decent tips too, considering that it was a slownight and I only started at midnight.
Snowing like a bitch up here in Canada. I'm sick of cold. Plus I'm supposed to be putting trees in the ground in less than a month. Frozen ground doesn't bode well with the predicted starting date for tree planting. It better warm up soon.
April 3rd, 2002 - 9:46 p.m.
It's strange you know. My whole life I wanted to grow up. when I was a littel kid and played "house" with my friends, I was always the older sister. Teenaged presumably, so I've since passed that point in my life. But I was always really eager to grow up. I always want to be a step ahead of where I am. When I was in high school, I wanted to be in university. As soon as I got to university, I wanted to drop out to start my life - you know...marriage, kids, etc. Luckily I came to my senses in time and realized that I had to be a kid for a little bit longer.
So now, here I am. Today was my last day of my third year in university. All university has been for me is an expasion of my mind. Studying stuff like philosophy and sociology definitely fulfills that need to expand knowledge - know more.
Sitting here, I think that I've decided that ignorance really is bliss. I feel like there's too much in my head. Stuff just keeps getting packed in there, and all it does is cause stress. Over the past couple of months, my mind has been constantly occupied with the political economy and flaws in the capitalist system. It's pretty depressing stuff when it all boils down, because all I can really do is sit here and think about how shitty it is. I've never been an "activist" - I don't know if I ever will be. I think it would be ....wrong? of me if I did, becasue I buy into a lot of that capitalist shit. I mean, I like possessions and all.
Now I'm ranting...let me get back on track.
The semester before this one was my big philosophy semester. At that point, my mind was filled with the meaning of like, Kant's metaphysics, the Hindu religion, etc. Also very heavy stuff when you think about it.
I think I've lost the point to this update. See what happens when I try and write down what I'm thinking? Arg. My brain moves from topic to topic too fast.
What was my point? I guess it was just that I want to be a kid again. I want to stop gaining - learning. It's not doing me any good. I think I need a good five years just to understand what's in there now. Yeah, that's my point. That's all.
April 2nd, 2003 - 6:44 p.m.
I'm currently feeling constrained by my entire world. I'm feeling antsy. I'm feeling like I need to do something out of the ordinary or I might explode.
Unfortunately, I need to go to class in 5 minutes, so I don't have much of a time frame. I think I'm getting a little sick of the everyday boredom. I shouldn't bitch tho. So I'll stop.
p.s. sorry to all the viewers looking at this in anything but 1024x768. It looks like crap, I know. Change you res!
April 1st, 2003 - 8:59 p.m.
So, new layout. I had some trouble working with this one but I'm pretty happy with the way it turned out. I kinda of feel like my layouts better represent the way I feel than my updates. I wish I had the creativity to make a new layout depending on my mood everyday - but I think that would definitely be pushing it. I seem to be averaging about a layout a month, which I'm content with.
The text down the side is taken from that Ani song that I had up in last month's news. It's called Self Evident.
All the content is pretty much the same. I made some alterations to the survey thingy if you want to go check that one out. I'm going to throw a new mp3 on here, too. I just haven't figured out which one yet. Maybe...bah...I dunno. Go check it out.
So, enjoy...and Happy April Fool's. Craig forgot this morning. I was lucky, I think.