After a great weekend, I've finally kicked in to full thesis/study mode, which means that you'll probably hear very little from me in the weeks to come. However, rest assured that I am alive, just in a slightly altered state of consciousness and if I hide from human interaction, it's because I'm shifting into a state of being that is not compatable with thinking/speaking like a normal person. I am become the scientist.
Says Megan:
To Study for MCATS:
1. Drill hole in top of head
2. Insert MCAT book in hole
3. Dr. Island!!!!
Except I'm not really even studying - just writing, like a fiend. And looking forward to October.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
a not-so-coherent post
Sorry about the lack of updates - the last few days have been quite busy, and there has been a lot of home/family stuff. On Saturday, Mark and I made our way over to Brampton to see Sharon play some softball, and I get to add the skill of shoulder-rehabilitator to my resume. Shar's brother's family was also there, resulting in me holding 6 week old baby Olivia. It was determined that baby-holding automatically results in hip-swaying... it's like human arms have baby receptors, that, when activated, turn on the sway mechanism. Afterwards, I went out for Maggie's birthday which contained good times with Mel and Fadi and drunk Maggie.
Sunday was the anniversary of my grandfather's death. The whole family got together for dinner, and my nana had a mass said for him. It should have been sad, but my family has a special talent for bringing lightness and humour. Anyways, I think he would have liked that we celebrated him with a fancy dinner at one of his favourite places :)
The plan for now is to stay in Whitby for the week and look after the dog, which has meant really shitty commutes for yesterday and today. I think I'll work from home for the next couple of days, and hopefully that means I'll actually work. And sleep, I need sleep. What I don't need is another 2.5 hour commute - yuck!
Sunday was the anniversary of my grandfather's death. The whole family got together for dinner, and my nana had a mass said for him. It should have been sad, but my family has a special talent for bringing lightness and humour. Anyways, I think he would have liked that we celebrated him with a fancy dinner at one of his favourite places :)
The plan for now is to stay in Whitby for the week and look after the dog, which has meant really shitty commutes for yesterday and today. I think I'll work from home for the next couple of days, and hopefully that means I'll actually work. And sleep, I need sleep. What I don't need is another 2.5 hour commute - yuck!
Friday, July 21, 2006
Brave New Frontiers
Last night, I ate one of these:
Except in biological form. And it was actually six of them. I still can't get over the thought-barrier that lets me thing that I'm eating a slimy graden-crawler, but if I separate the thought from the experience then it's all good.
It was a pretty great day/night - I got a lot of work done on my thesis (data analysis = almost done!), and spent the night with my parents and maggie doing fun stuff in the city. Mom and dad took Mark and I out for dinner - we did the summerlicious special at L'Escargot (hence me eating snails) and we had a really lovely time. The restaurant was quite nice, with an inviting atmosphere and excellent food quality. Afterwards, we dropped off some buckets and a mom at Maggies, and then walked to College and Spadina to see Basia play her best show yet. Good times; and hopefully people will stop tempting me with good things to do for a while.
Except in biological form. And it was actually six of them. I still can't get over the thought-barrier that lets me thing that I'm eating a slimy graden-crawler, but if I separate the thought from the experience then it's all good.
It was a pretty great day/night - I got a lot of work done on my thesis (data analysis = almost done!), and spent the night with my parents and maggie doing fun stuff in the city. Mom and dad took Mark and I out for dinner - we did the summerlicious special at L'Escargot (hence me eating snails) and we had a really lovely time. The restaurant was quite nice, with an inviting atmosphere and excellent food quality. Afterwards, we dropped off some buckets and a mom at Maggies, and then walked to College and Spadina to see Basia play her best show yet. Good times; and hopefully people will stop tempting me with good things to do for a while.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Frisbee-licious
Phil came in yesterday and asked if I felt like playing some frisbee - his Ultimate team was apparently missing a girl or two, and I had previously mentioned to him that I used to play, and used to like playing. Figuring Mark would be jealous if I got to play some wicked-cool Ultimate and he didn't, I okayed his play too. It turned out that it was a good thing we both went - the addition of Mark meant that our team (the skin-tights) had two full guy lines; with the addtion of me, we had just enough girls to play.
Wow.
I cannot remember the last time I worked so hard physically. Since there were no girl subs, Emily and I had to be on the entire game - all 105 minutes of it. I'm not a runner, but there I was, running up and down the field (and having nice little walk breaks when I got to cover the slow girl). I didn't score any points, but I came close a couple of times, and I think I did a pretty decent job of covering. I almost got my first awake shin cramp. Our team lost, but not by much. I got to recover some honour for us by winning the frisbee-joust round after the game (against the girl who owned me at every other aspect of frisbee). As I said to her, I may not be fast, but I am very good at knocking stuff over.
Mark gave me a pretty awesome back/shin rub, and today I am moving aroung gingerly, but proudly. I can't wait to play again!
Highlights: Making some sweet passes, giving a great first toss, winning the frisbee-joust, and learning how delicious lychee gels are.
Lowlights: Other team's captain twisting her ankle, me thinking it was halftime and going off the field - ok, it's not really a lowlight but it was slightly embarrassing.
Wow.
I cannot remember the last time I worked so hard physically. Since there were no girl subs, Emily and I had to be on the entire game - all 105 minutes of it. I'm not a runner, but there I was, running up and down the field (and having nice little walk breaks when I got to cover the slow girl). I didn't score any points, but I came close a couple of times, and I think I did a pretty decent job of covering. I almost got my first awake shin cramp. Our team lost, but not by much. I got to recover some honour for us by winning the frisbee-joust round after the game (against the girl who owned me at every other aspect of frisbee). As I said to her, I may not be fast, but I am very good at knocking stuff over.
Mark gave me a pretty awesome back/shin rub, and today I am moving aroung gingerly, but proudly. I can't wait to play again!
Highlights: Making some sweet passes, giving a great first toss, winning the frisbee-joust, and learning how delicious lychee gels are.
Lowlights: Other team's captain twisting her ankle, me thinking it was halftime and going off the field - ok, it's not really a lowlight but it was slightly embarrassing.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Stormwatching
Last night ended up being an unexpectedly late one for me. I didn't get home until close to 10, and a lack of Mark and heavy eyelids almost drew me in to sleep. But then, I called Megan, and was infused with the usual lifey-giddyness that occurs during our brief plan-filled calls. I was sorta hoping she wouldn't be able to go to Montreal anytime soon, because I really should be studying, but she has promised to make me study, so.... road trip! Next weekend. And I'm not driving, so much fun with Orgo will be had in the car; enough fun that when we drive past the big apple I will be able to describe its comonents in intimate detail.
Than, Mark and Kurt came in, with Slurpees. And we watched the storm. We headed briefly towards the parkette across the street from the apartment, but thought better of it and sat on the stoop after seeing fantastic lightning. At one point, the winds picked up enough to bend the trees right down, and I was sure some of them would just break. The wind made its way over to us, but managed to sand-blast us rather than bend us down. Good times - I've missed seeing storms like that. I used to love watching them from the guest bedroom windows back in Whitby, but its hard now, with me living by windows that only look at the apartment across the alley.
Also, check out bloglines. It's kinda like a friends page for blogs - saves having to check out each site individually! Also, it lets you know when there are updates.
Than, Mark and Kurt came in, with Slurpees. And we watched the storm. We headed briefly towards the parkette across the street from the apartment, but thought better of it and sat on the stoop after seeing fantastic lightning. At one point, the winds picked up enough to bend the trees right down, and I was sure some of them would just break. The wind made its way over to us, but managed to sand-blast us rather than bend us down. Good times - I've missed seeing storms like that. I used to love watching them from the guest bedroom windows back in Whitby, but its hard now, with me living by windows that only look at the apartment across the alley.
Also, check out bloglines. It's kinda like a friends page for blogs - saves having to check out each site individually! Also, it lets you know when there are updates.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
You waited for Saturday
It's ten past nine on Saturday morning. I'm sitting at my desk at York, and have been here for about a half hour now. I've felt a change in myself these past few days - if it's not exactly 'motivation,' it's at least a 'get stuff done' drive. I've turned down some super fun stuff this weekend in order to focus on studying and my thesis, and I'm hoping that I can carry through. Studying is going pretty well - I'm almost through biology, and then I get to have some fun with orgo chem. I think I'm actually looking forward to reviewing physics (although after orgo, anthing will be a welcome break).
I've also been having some serious trouble sleeping - I've had to resort to taking mild sleeping pills for the past two nights. Mostly, this is because I've had no option to sleep in in the morning, which I'm hoping to do a teeny bit of tomorrow. I think that starting Monday, I'm going to try to shift into healthy mode and see if that fixes it.
(ps - in case you wondered why I'm at York so early, it's because there's a migraine workshop going on. I'm hoping it will give me good thesis ideas)
I've also been having some serious trouble sleeping - I've had to resort to taking mild sleeping pills for the past two nights. Mostly, this is because I've had no option to sleep in in the morning, which I'm hoping to do a teeny bit of tomorrow. I think that starting Monday, I'm going to try to shift into healthy mode and see if that fixes it.
(ps - in case you wondered why I'm at York so early, it's because there's a migraine workshop going on. I'm hoping it will give me good thesis ideas)
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Just for Sharon!
I officially tested my last subject yesterday for my thesis, which means fun time with stats and discussioning starts now! I've already made some ghetto graphs, but there are more important things to take care of - like talking about Canada for Sharon, who has ended herself up in Washington, DC. Now, I'm not sure *exactly* what she's doing there, but I'm pretty sure it has something to doing with saving the world from cancer, or becoming president (not having citizenship is surely no roadblock for Sharon).
In other news, I had an x-Men dream last night. I was Storm, and was with all the other x-men, and we had to go save the professor from Kevin Spacey (who had a super-cool mansion himself, I might add). On the way to said mansion, I had a tracking missile shot at me, and had to fly around dodging it until I finally shot it down with lightning.Normally, my dream flying powers are somewhat lacking, and I tend to fall pretty quickly, but I was super-awesome last night. Anyways, I ended up saving the day by pointing out how cool fireworks are, and how it's fun to bounce them off water. Apparently, this makes nice guys out of super-villains. Also, I got to see pretty blue fireballs bouncing off water.
OK - now it's time for some statisticalizing.
In other news, I had an x-Men dream last night. I was Storm, and was with all the other x-men, and we had to go save the professor from Kevin Spacey (who had a super-cool mansion himself, I might add). On the way to said mansion, I had a tracking missile shot at me, and had to fly around dodging it until I finally shot it down with lightning.Normally, my dream flying powers are somewhat lacking, and I tend to fall pretty quickly, but I was super-awesome last night. Anyways, I ended up saving the day by pointing out how cool fireworks are, and how it's fun to bounce them off water. Apparently, this makes nice guys out of super-villains. Also, I got to see pretty blue fireballs bouncing off water.
OK - now it's time for some statisticalizing.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
This is getting to be a problem...
My weekends are seriously becoming an issue, because they're just too much fun. I really need to get more than a minimal amount of studying done, but right now, that's all I've been able to accomplish. Aside from the events included in my last post, a gazillion other great things have happened in the past 48 hours. Yesterday was 'Love Day,' a term coined by Kurt to describe the bi-annually occuring event where Mark and I plan extra-special date days (as opposed to normal date days). Mark had planned a full day full of stuff for us to do, and all of it was top-secret, so I've spent the last week or so in anticipation and sneaky/wily mode to try and find out what was the deal. We left the apartment around 1 pm, me in my new dress (SHARON: apparently Paris Hilton bought the same thing), and headed off to parts unknown. Turned out that Mark had lied to me to protect the secrecy of the date: we ended up in the Distillery District to see a play, and I'd guessed at both of those somewhat seriously. The play ended up being standing room only, and Mark didn'r want to have his special lady have to stand around in the dark for ours on love day, so we went to the Toronto Outdoor Art exhibition instead, where we:
a) Bought a fortune cookie that won us an arty prize.
b) Found out that I know the sister of his artist friend that he met in Saskatoon.
c) Didn't buy any art.
d) Got kicked out of the reflection pool.
e) All of the above.
We spent hours there gawking at really cool art of all shapes and forms, while wishing we had the money to buy it, and then headed off to SECRET DINNER LOCATION. Which ended up being Bloom, in Bloor West Village. Mark had picked it solely on its Summerlicious menu selection, and it was PRETTY GOOD. I think he had pork something, and I had Swordfish. We also had wine, and damn our consciouses, because we told the waiter when he forgot to add the bottle to the bill. I'm feeling pretty giddy around Mark lately - I think we've settled into a really nice stage of our relationship :) Anyway, thank you Mark, for yesterday, and everything.
I'm getting tired now, but today was also cool. I'll write in point form.
-Slept in (after a night at the Madison with John and his friends)
-Walked across St. Clair after deciding walking past World Cup Action was as much fun as watching the game on tv
-Found a random street celebration closing off the street in honour of Italy (before they won)
-Had Gelato at La Paloma
-Walked down to Flash & Crash, today is it's last day ever. Mark bought many CD's and I bought one (Ida)
-Had Sushi on Bloor with John-Gave John the Love Apartment tour
-Finished my Stillepost mix - only a week late, hooray!
Goodnight :)
a) Bought a fortune cookie that won us an arty prize.
b) Found out that I know the sister of his artist friend that he met in Saskatoon.
c) Didn't buy any art.
d) Got kicked out of the reflection pool.
e) All of the above.
We spent hours there gawking at really cool art of all shapes and forms, while wishing we had the money to buy it, and then headed off to SECRET DINNER LOCATION. Which ended up being Bloom, in Bloor West Village. Mark had picked it solely on its Summerlicious menu selection, and it was PRETTY GOOD. I think he had pork something, and I had Swordfish. We also had wine, and damn our consciouses, because we told the waiter when he forgot to add the bottle to the bill. I'm feeling pretty giddy around Mark lately - I think we've settled into a really nice stage of our relationship :) Anyway, thank you Mark, for yesterday, and everything.
I'm getting tired now, but today was also cool. I'll write in point form.
-Slept in (after a night at the Madison with John and his friends)
-Walked across St. Clair after deciding walking past World Cup Action was as much fun as watching the game on tv
-Found a random street celebration closing off the street in honour of Italy (before they won)
-Had Gelato at La Paloma
-Walked down to Flash & Crash, today is it's last day ever. Mark bought many CD's and I bought one (Ida)
-Had Sushi on Bloor with John-Gave John the Love Apartment tour
-Finished my Stillepost mix - only a week late, hooray!
Goodnight :)
Friday, July 07, 2006
Trashbag update!
Sharon and I have secured our BFF status, as we now have matching tank tops, hair bands, and dresses. According to our logic though, if our friendship disintegrates, we'll both owe American Apparel about $20, so we'd better not have any fights. Although, if it's her fault, I'm totally making her pay my $20 too. Also, Megan called me last night at almost midnight just to tell me that she'd be my trashbag bikini BFF! Hooray. Also, for anybody who has not expressed a desire to be my bff, you should still consider buying the dress, because it is super flattering (adjectives! Just for Sharon!).
Today, aside from spending money that I shouldn't have, has been all kinds of awesome. I met up with Sharon around 3, found out that her interview went really well. Upon arrival at her car, we found that not only had it not been towed, there was no ticket even though she hadn't paid for parking. We went to York, and had about as much fun as can be had while doing psychophysics. Then, shopping and dinner with Mark at Jalapenos, where we had delicious food and a brief feeling of being back in Cuba. I wish every night was like this!
Tomorrow: hopefully get to see John at some point, and super-secret-exciting date day with Mark. I'm going to wear my new dress.
Today, aside from spending money that I shouldn't have, has been all kinds of awesome. I met up with Sharon around 3, found out that her interview went really well. Upon arrival at her car, we found that not only had it not been towed, there was no ticket even though she hadn't paid for parking. We went to York, and had about as much fun as can be had while doing psychophysics. Then, shopping and dinner with Mark at Jalapenos, where we had delicious food and a brief feeling of being back in Cuba. I wish every night was like this!
Tomorrow: hopefully get to see John at some point, and super-secret-exciting date day with Mark. I'm going to wear my new dress.
Let us welcome to the stage....
I forgot to mention that I saw this guy last night, perusing the hoodies and golf shirts at AA (that's American Apparel by the way, I'm years away from being an alcoholic):
While google searching for Chris Murphy, I also found this, which is highly appropriate considering that I saw him shopping. For do it yourself fun, carefully cut these images from your screen and you can dress chris for hours!
SLOOOOAAAAANNNNN!
While google searching for Chris Murphy, I also found this, which is highly appropriate considering that I saw him shopping. For do it yourself fun, carefully cut these images from your screen and you can dress chris for hours!
SLOOOOAAAAANNNNN!
Thursday, July 06, 2006
An Open Call
As three of you may recall, I sent out a call for submissions in my "rename the iPod which hath doth cometh back to life" contest. Well, I'm pretty sure the iPod is dead, but you tried, so here are your coconuts. I was too lazy to tranfer the photo of MY coconuts (this isn't any sort of euphemism - I have three coconuts in my kitchen right now), so here is one I found on google. Apparently they were used in a wedding:
My new open call is for people to be my bff. Specifically, my trashbag bff. You see, American Apparel is having a BFF sale, so if you and your bff (I'm typing it so many times because its such an amusing/annoying acronym... bff!) buy the same thing, then you each get 25% off. Originally, I thought I'd go for this, if I had a bff with me:
But then, I saw the trashiest of trashy:
Awesome. WHO'S WITH ME?!
(Ps- I'm actually pretty serious about wanting both of these)
My new open call is for people to be my bff. Specifically, my trashbag bff. You see, American Apparel is having a BFF sale, so if you and your bff (I'm typing it so many times because its such an amusing/annoying acronym... bff!) buy the same thing, then you each get 25% off. Originally, I thought I'd go for this, if I had a bff with me:
But then, I saw the trashiest of trashy:
Awesome. WHO'S WITH ME?!
(Ps- I'm actually pretty serious about wanting both of these)
Thursday, June 29, 2006
The week is a fun.
Ok - no pictures yet, but hopefully there will be some soon. The weekend with Megan was awesome, and I have a pretty sweetass tan. I don't look like this any more:
Now, I look like the winter/spring colour of normal people.
Friday night was failed attempt #1 at going to the Dance Cave, but I did make a fancy dinner for people and we had a nice time walking to and from the lineup outside of Lee's. The Saturday came with a sleep-in for Meg's and I, while the man went off to work, followed by a leisurely breakfast and a mad dash through Union Station. Dad picked us up in Pickering, and we proceeded to have a bikini-riffic time on the boat (Megs and I, not my parents) while enjoying the sun and lack of winds. The lake is currently cold and refreshing. We got back (were driven back, yay!) just in time for Nicole's going away party at the Pour House, where we feted her with Apple and blue cupcakes. Later, saw A Prairie Home Companion and made failed attempt #2 at the Dance Cave (this time due to extreme tiredness). Sunday was the Gay Pride Parade, which was pretty huge and awesome, and I got to see some of my favourite politicians show support (read: get votes) and a lot of shameless advertising suffering from a lack of free stuff. Also got to see a lot of penis - isn't that illegal in public? It was a good time anyways :) Laura and Dawson's new apartment is making Mark and I consider moving out of our little place, but I think we'll wait a couple more months anyways. Their new kitten is adooooorable. BANANAS! Afterwards, we saw Megan off at the bus station and I set off on a Quest for Mint. Nowadays, the grocery stores just don't have it, but in the end, it was found. And I got hit on while buying ice - it was an uncomfortable situation. Mojito party was good, and so was Dutch Dreams (as always).
Then yesterday i got to hang out with Paula and Jos, and it was a hugely enjoyable situation despite the circumstances that brought us together. It was nice to see some of the sophs again - Heather, Adam (& awesme new girlfriend), Kat, etc. We had a really entertaining lunch with Adam (& awesome new girlfriend), and headed back to Toronto for dinner - too much eating all day long. Later, we went to see Superman Returns, which I thought was really well done. I'd been hoping to see it with Paula, since she is definitely the biggest Superman fan I know, so it was an awesome coincidence that she was in town on opening night. We ended up getting tickets to the last showing - I was surprised that t wasn't sold out at all - and got there wayyy too early to stand in lie. Jos had the fantastic idea of hitting up the Starbucks across the street, and we got there just before it closed. Furthering my love of Baristas, the dude unloaded all of his pastries on us, yay! We gobbled our food, watched the movie, and got home at 2am. My stomach hates me today.
But yeah, Superman = awesome movie. The acting was all really well done, the CGI was well done, and the story was great. I called something pretty significant pretty early on (when I first read about the movie plot actually). It was fairly solidly confirmed halfway through the movie, and then super-solidly confirmed at the end. At which point the audience made shocked noises. I DON'T GET IT. How could people not have seen it coming especially at that point in the movie? I'm always frustrated when movies feel like they need to bludgeon you over the head with something or else you just won't get it, but I guess I understand it now. Aside from that, my overall feel of the movie was that it made me want to sit in the theatre for a really long time and see more of Superman's life, it really got me to care. Awesome.
Random Observation: The serving size listed on the side of packages of bagels lists the standard bagel serving as 1/2 bagel. THAT DOES NOT MAKE SENSE. You're just making me do x2 multiplication in my head, because the seving size of a bagel is obviously A BAGEL. Making me do the math makes me not want to buy your bagels.
Now, I look like the winter/spring colour of normal people.
Friday night was failed attempt #1 at going to the Dance Cave, but I did make a fancy dinner for people and we had a nice time walking to and from the lineup outside of Lee's. The Saturday came with a sleep-in for Meg's and I, while the man went off to work, followed by a leisurely breakfast and a mad dash through Union Station. Dad picked us up in Pickering, and we proceeded to have a bikini-riffic time on the boat (Megs and I, not my parents) while enjoying the sun and lack of winds. The lake is currently cold and refreshing. We got back (were driven back, yay!) just in time for Nicole's going away party at the Pour House, where we feted her with Apple and blue cupcakes. Later, saw A Prairie Home Companion and made failed attempt #2 at the Dance Cave (this time due to extreme tiredness). Sunday was the Gay Pride Parade, which was pretty huge and awesome, and I got to see some of my favourite politicians show support (read: get votes) and a lot of shameless advertising suffering from a lack of free stuff. Also got to see a lot of penis - isn't that illegal in public? It was a good time anyways :) Laura and Dawson's new apartment is making Mark and I consider moving out of our little place, but I think we'll wait a couple more months anyways. Their new kitten is adooooorable. BANANAS! Afterwards, we saw Megan off at the bus station and I set off on a Quest for Mint. Nowadays, the grocery stores just don't have it, but in the end, it was found. And I got hit on while buying ice - it was an uncomfortable situation. Mojito party was good, and so was Dutch Dreams (as always).
Then yesterday i got to hang out with Paula and Jos, and it was a hugely enjoyable situation despite the circumstances that brought us together. It was nice to see some of the sophs again - Heather, Adam (& awesme new girlfriend), Kat, etc. We had a really entertaining lunch with Adam (& awesome new girlfriend), and headed back to Toronto for dinner - too much eating all day long. Later, we went to see Superman Returns, which I thought was really well done. I'd been hoping to see it with Paula, since she is definitely the biggest Superman fan I know, so it was an awesome coincidence that she was in town on opening night. We ended up getting tickets to the last showing - I was surprised that t wasn't sold out at all - and got there wayyy too early to stand in lie. Jos had the fantastic idea of hitting up the Starbucks across the street, and we got there just before it closed. Furthering my love of Baristas, the dude unloaded all of his pastries on us, yay! We gobbled our food, watched the movie, and got home at 2am. My stomach hates me today.
But yeah, Superman = awesome movie. The acting was all really well done, the CGI was well done, and the story was great. I called something pretty significant pretty early on (when I first read about the movie plot actually). It was fairly solidly confirmed halfway through the movie, and then super-solidly confirmed at the end. At which point the audience made shocked noises. I DON'T GET IT. How could people not have seen it coming especially at that point in the movie? I'm always frustrated when movies feel like they need to bludgeon you over the head with something or else you just won't get it, but I guess I understand it now. Aside from that, my overall feel of the movie was that it made me want to sit in the theatre for a really long time and see more of Superman's life, it really got me to care. Awesome.
Random Observation: The serving size listed on the side of packages of bagels lists the standard bagel serving as 1/2 bagel. THAT DOES NOT MAKE SENSE. You're just making me do x2 multiplication in my head, because the seving size of a bagel is obviously A BAGEL. Making me do the math makes me not want to buy your bagels.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Update!
Ok, so the iPod? It's currently in the Intensive Care Unit, but looks like it might pull through! Despite the dire news from the iPod Updater and my disk Utility (which even has an icon with a stethoscope - I have to trust that guy) which basically said that there was no disk and no hope - the iPod has been reset. I promise, no more John Mayer (I remembered his name!) and DEFINITELY no screamo (but maybe some Knapsack...).
AND NOW THE EXCITING PART!
It needs a new name! One that will reflect its trials and tribulations! An honourable name that will make it always remember that it's life is worth living! So please send me your suggestions - the winner will receive a coconut (or a picture of a coconut if they're not in walking distance), since I have four coconuts right now. Maybe I'll post a picture of the coconuts later.
AND NOW THE EXCITING PART!
It needs a new name! One that will reflect its trials and tribulations! An honourable name that will make it always remember that it's life is worth living! So please send me your suggestions - the winner will receive a coconut (or a picture of a coconut if they're not in walking distance), since I have four coconuts right now. Maybe I'll post a picture of the coconuts later.
Short, sad post.
Before I talk about the awesomeness of the weekend, I want to get this out of the way. Because it sucks. And because I want to get it all out so that I can move on to happy thoughts.
My iPod, she died. I'm hoping that it can be revived, but right now, things are looking grim. I can't even reformat it. I'm sorry iPod. I'm sorry that I put emo on you. If this is revenge for that one song by that guy who sings "My Body is a Wonderland," I UNDERSTAND. And I'm soo soo sorry. So please, let's just give it one more try. I'll only put the most quality music on you. I don't want any other iPod - you're the one for me. Without you, I am sad and alone.
Was it the Knapsack?
My iPod, she died. I'm hoping that it can be revived, but right now, things are looking grim. I can't even reformat it. I'm sorry iPod. I'm sorry that I put emo on you. If this is revenge for that one song by that guy who sings "My Body is a Wonderland," I UNDERSTAND. And I'm soo soo sorry. So please, let's just give it one more try. I'll only put the most quality music on you. I don't want any other iPod - you're the one for me. Without you, I am sad and alone.
Was it the Knapsack?
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Quick post...
... to announce the birth of Sharon's blog! If anyone has a life worth blogging about, it's her.
Home off the Range
(title stolen shamelessly from Mark's msn)
Mark is finally home, and the last four days have been a whirlwind of domestic bliss (albeit, bliss that happened mostly outside of the domicile). This weekend we're having a welcome home party for him, so if you feel like welcoming him home, please come by on Sunday night.
Schoolwise, I am *SO* close to finishing data collection. If you're around Tronno, don't have migraines, and would just love to come hang out at York with me and look at a boring experiment, I would love you forever. Especially if you're 26+. I think I'm going to be able to start writing the beast (I mean thesis) up by the end of next week, hooray!
That's all for now. I'm stuck on campus again until 10 tonight, but Sarah is awesome & will keep me company.
Mark is finally home, and the last four days have been a whirlwind of domestic bliss (albeit, bliss that happened mostly outside of the domicile). This weekend we're having a welcome home party for him, so if you feel like welcoming him home, please come by on Sunday night.
Schoolwise, I am *SO* close to finishing data collection. If you're around Tronno, don't have migraines, and would just love to come hang out at York with me and look at a boring experiment, I would love you forever. Especially if you're 26+. I think I'm going to be able to start writing the beast (I mean thesis) up by the end of next week, hooray!
That's all for now. I'm stuck on campus again until 10 tonight, but Sarah is awesome & will keep me company.
Saturday, June 17, 2006
To be fair, it was in the fashion section...
Toronto Star:
Helping people who can read at a grade eight level do math at a grade eight level. Thanks TorStar!
"A study released Monday on the Journal of the American Academy of Dermatology website suggests that 24 per cent of Americans between 18 and 50 are tattooed. That's almost one in four."
Also, my mom and I disagree on sleeve tattoos. Some of them are gorgeous, and I'm sad that they're still considered taboo - not that I can picture myself sitting for hours on end getting one. My one little guy is enough for me, I think, and does a fine job putting me into the "cooler than 76 percent of Americans, which is also almost 3 in 4 peoples!!"
Helping people who can read at a grade eight level do math at a grade eight level. Thanks TorStar!
"A study released Monday on the Journal of the American Academy of Dermatology website suggests that 24 per cent of Americans between 18 and 50 are tattooed. That's almost one in four."
Also, my mom and I disagree on sleeve tattoos. Some of them are gorgeous, and I'm sad that they're still considered taboo - not that I can picture myself sitting for hours on end getting one. My one little guy is enough for me, I think, and does a fine job putting me into the "cooler than 76 percent of Americans, which is also almost 3 in 4 peoples!!"
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Paula's captions are way funnier tham my captions.
So I've just capped off my half-week of laziness/hedonism by registering for the MCAT -my summer is all downhill from here. Now, you can officially glare at me if I'm out and about, because really, I shouldn't be. I should either have my nose buried in a (take your pick of) physics/chemistry/bio/nasty combination of physics/chemistry/bio textbook. If I'm not doing that, I should at least be working on my thesis. I should not be out/about/smiling, at least until the 19th of August at 5:30 pm. Thank god I baked banana bread before the MCAT madness officially began, because post-registration jen definitely needed a warm slice with melty butter to cheer herself up. It worked, a little.
Oh yeah - hedonism week 2006 involved TWO solo date nights, each featuring a movie and one featureing haagen daaz raspberry sorbet. The other one featured microwave popcorn, which I hadn't had in more than a year, and my rediscovery of it was vile and disgusting - that stuff is not fit for anything. I give two scarecrows up to Howl's Moving Castle, and two slightly moistened thumbs up to Thumbsucker.
Last night, Ainaz and I went to see Band of Horses (click for mp3s) at Lee's, and they were absolutely fantastic, although Lee's was a steamy boiler room. I think them 'Mercan bands were shocked to find so much head up here in the North. I'd always considered BoH to be somewhat endearing - their name, for starters was a sure draw for me, their website features cute horsey designs, and I've seen a press pohot floatinbg around everywhere that has them posing with an adorable dog. Nothing coiuld have prepared me for the complete and utter devestation by cuteness that I experienced last night - everything that came out of singer Benjamin Bridwell's mouth made me feel like I was being buried under a pile of puppies and kittens. The music was awesome too - so much crashing and swelling, and quietness and plucking, hooray!
Wait - I'm enjoying myself due to thinking of music - crap - I have to go glare at a textbook now.
Oh yeah - hedonism week 2006 involved TWO solo date nights, each featuring a movie and one featureing haagen daaz raspberry sorbet. The other one featured microwave popcorn, which I hadn't had in more than a year, and my rediscovery of it was vile and disgusting - that stuff is not fit for anything. I give two scarecrows up to Howl's Moving Castle, and two slightly moistened thumbs up to Thumbsucker.
Last night, Ainaz and I went to see Band of Horses (click for mp3s) at Lee's, and they were absolutely fantastic, although Lee's was a steamy boiler room. I think them 'Mercan bands were shocked to find so much head up here in the North. I'd always considered BoH to be somewhat endearing - their name, for starters was a sure draw for me, their website features cute horsey designs, and I've seen a press pohot floatinbg around everywhere that has them posing with an adorable dog. Nothing coiuld have prepared me for the complete and utter devestation by cuteness that I experienced last night - everything that came out of singer Benjamin Bridwell's mouth made me feel like I was being buried under a pile of puppies and kittens. The music was awesome too - so much crashing and swelling, and quietness and plucking, hooray!
Wait - I'm enjoying myself due to thinking of music - crap - I have to go glare at a textbook now.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Sad News
I received an email last night from one of my friends from my undergrad days, with news of the death of one of our other friends. I know the name will be meaningless to most of you, but Paul Ohashi was a very special person, full of life and one of the most good-natured people I have ever met. He was on a round the world trip, and died while mountain climbing in Indonesia. Its so sad that this happened - it sounds like this trip should have beent he experience of a lifetime, something that would shape him and leave him a better person - I'm sad that he won't get to tell anyone now of his incredible adventures upon coming back home. At the same time, he really was living his life to the fullest and I am somewhat awed and envious of that - he died while making something really special of his life. We weren't super-close, but I still would consider him to be a friend and am glad that he was part of my life for a short while. Paul, you'll be missed. To the rest of you reading this: know that you're my friend, and I love you and am grateful that you are in my life.
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