Aloha.
I had a really good day in service today, about 9 hours straight. Usually I stop for a half hour or so at some point in the day, but not today. It went by so fast though.
I had some really interesting discussions. One guy I spoke to is convinced that the media is a powerful form of mind control. Which it is.
Another young girl we were talking to near the end of the day said she had no hope for the future, or rather, "there is no hope for the future". She just sort of shrugged it off.
So do people like her believe that this is really it?
I don't know what I'd do if I felt that way...
Well, I'm pretty tired.
I was hoping to come home and relax this evening, but a bunch of people were here, so now I'm more tired.
But I think it's a good kind of tired.
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
elk lake serenade
Not a whole lot to report here.
I went out in service until 3.30 today. My afternoon was spent with the ASL group doing deaf service. Driving all over the city like that reminds me of my old days with the Vietnamese congregation. We went all the way down to Douglasdale, then to Westhills and at some point we were in Marda Loop and Altadore. It is tempting to get involved with the group. But, then again, I left Vietnamese to improve my English service so I shouldn't really join a different language group.
We had a bonfire out at Bowness again tonight, probably the last one of the year. It was really relaxing, except for our little run-in with the police. Just as we were getting there we got pulled over - just checking up on us, I guess. Landon told the officer he was handsome, which made us sound even more suspicious.
Well, I should really go to sleep. It's almost two
...although I do really want to finish reading Jack Kerouac's "On the Road"...
I went out in service until 3.30 today. My afternoon was spent with the ASL group doing deaf service. Driving all over the city like that reminds me of my old days with the Vietnamese congregation. We went all the way down to Douglasdale, then to Westhills and at some point we were in Marda Loop and Altadore. It is tempting to get involved with the group. But, then again, I left Vietnamese to improve my English service so I shouldn't really join a different language group.
We had a bonfire out at Bowness again tonight, probably the last one of the year. It was really relaxing, except for our little run-in with the police. Just as we were getting there we got pulled over - just checking up on us, I guess. Landon told the officer he was handsome, which made us sound even more suspicious.
Well, I should really go to sleep. It's almost two
...although I do really want to finish reading Jack Kerouac's "On the Road"...
Friday, October 08, 2004
Half a mango
Ah, yes.
You know who else is super awesome?
Britt B.
She also comments
...and is a really rad person.
You know who else is super awesome?
Britt B.
She also comments
...and is a really rad person.
Thursday, October 07, 2004
Three days of laughter
Here I am, drinking Red Bull, after vowing not to.
I just got back from my meeting and I'm going to help Nathan and Jay paint their living room.
I really owe them.
Oh, and I'd just like to say that Erin is the greatest, as she is the only one who comments on my posts.
...And because she is leaving for Mazatlan on the 28th of this month and I will be meeting her down there in January and we are going to have so much fun!
I just got back from my meeting and I'm going to help Nathan and Jay paint their living room.
I really owe them.
Oh, and I'd just like to say that Erin is the greatest, as she is the only one who comments on my posts.
...And because she is leaving for Mazatlan on the 28th of this month and I will be meeting her down there in January and we are going to have so much fun!
my city's still breathing (but barely it's true)
I am now only moderately unemployed.
(Maybe I should let that whole degrees of employment thing go...)
That's right, I got a job. Sort of.
Starting in the middle of November (yeah, it's a ways off) I will be working for Telus. It's part-time and seasonal (meaning it will be over after Christmas and I will be able to go to Mexico!).
Just six weeks.
$14 an hour, though.
The greatest thing is that I'm not sure how I got this job. Jayce was telling me about it (there are two positions and we will be working together) and I asked if I should send in my resume.
She said, "No, you have the job, if you want it."
Now I just have to find a way to make some money until then.
Liquor demos, probably.
Well, I'm going to go eat some celebratory grapes.
(Maybe I should let that whole degrees of employment thing go...)
That's right, I got a job. Sort of.
Starting in the middle of November (yeah, it's a ways off) I will be working for Telus. It's part-time and seasonal (meaning it will be over after Christmas and I will be able to go to Mexico!).
Just six weeks.
$14 an hour, though.
The greatest thing is that I'm not sure how I got this job. Jayce was telling me about it (there are two positions and we will be working together) and I asked if I should send in my resume.
She said, "No, you have the job, if you want it."
Now I just have to find a way to make some money until then.
Liquor demos, probably.
Well, I'm going to go eat some celebratory grapes.
Wednesday, October 06, 2004
"sand is over-rated. it's just tiny little rocks."
Service today. All day. 9.30am-8.00pm.
T'was a good day.
Then I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind with Serena.
It was pretty rad to hang out with a girl, for once.
Yeah, that's right, boys suck.
No, really.
G'nite.
T'was a good day.
Then I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind with Serena.
It was pretty rad to hang out with a girl, for once.
Yeah, that's right, boys suck.
No, really.
G'nite.
Sunday, October 03, 2004
"Red Bull gives you wings"
I have had the most intense last couple of days. Insane.
First off: Friday night
It started off quite well. Gomez was quite enjoyable. We came home and it seemed a shame to just go to sleep so we met up with some people and went out for coffee. Bad, bad decision. Little did I know one of those people had decided to hate me.
Background: This guy has liked me for the past while, making things quite awkward. He knew that the reason that I broke up with Ryan was because I didn't want a boyfriend now or in the near future. I had thought we could have a platonic relationship. Apparently not. Anywho, I had backed off the last couple of weeks. Turns out, he was really mad.
So we went out for coffee -- I have never been so humiliated and hurt in... well, I don't know, a long time. He and his friend decided to either disregard or bash every single thing I said and did. I was furious by the time I got home at about 2. I was ready to write my first real angry post. But, to my dismay, the internet was down.
Saturday:
I was still pretty upset about the night before, so I was feeling a little down.
However, the guy (some of you will know who he is, but for whatever reason, I hesitate to use his name) ended up coming over in the evening, bearing gifts and he apologized profusely. He said if I didn't want to go out with him, he'd still rather be friends than nothing. I'm still not too sure how serious he was about that.
We ended up going down to Prince's Island park around 11. Everyone else was really hyper because they had been drinking Red Bull. We ran around and then went out for coffee.
Oh, one good story came out of our running around. Jord was rail-sliding with just his shoes on (does that make any sense?) and some guy came up to him, very impressed, asking if he had special shoes. Jord assured him his shoes were quite normal and did another demonstration for this curious (and slightly drunk) man. We encouraged the man to try it. He did. But he fell backwards onto a bike rack! I thought he broke his back. He didn't move at first and I thought he was seriously injured. When he got up, we all had a good laugh.
Okay, back to the coffee - I had a gingerbread cookie that I think was supposed to look like Miss Piggy. It was pretty creepy. We were all about the head home but a few of us decided to go back to Jord's place to hear some new stuff he recorded on his reel-to-reel player (that thing is incredible). All of a sudden, it was four in the morning and I was begging to be taken home. They refused. Then because I was whining so much, they made me drink a Red Bull.
That stuff is insane. Has anyone else tried it yet? I don't know how long it's been legalized in Canada, not long. I was out of control. Anyway, there was a lot of driving around after that. We finally ended up going for a super early breakfast.
Then I went to my parents' meeting, where I thought I was going to pass out. I actually just got home. So I haven't slept in a really long time. I thought I had outgrown that whole All-Nighters-Are-Novelties stage, but I guess not.
I'm supposed to go to karaoke tonight. So my plan is to sleep for the rest of the day until I have to go to that. Ugh.
The interesting thing about the last couple of days is the range of emotions it encompassed. I don't think it's healthy to do that to yourself.
Wow, this was quite the convoluted post.
Well, good night.
I mean... uh... good afternoon....
I'm going to sleep.
First off: Friday night
It started off quite well. Gomez was quite enjoyable. We came home and it seemed a shame to just go to sleep so we met up with some people and went out for coffee. Bad, bad decision. Little did I know one of those people had decided to hate me.
Background: This guy has liked me for the past while, making things quite awkward. He knew that the reason that I broke up with Ryan was because I didn't want a boyfriend now or in the near future. I had thought we could have a platonic relationship. Apparently not. Anywho, I had backed off the last couple of weeks. Turns out, he was really mad.
So we went out for coffee -- I have never been so humiliated and hurt in... well, I don't know, a long time. He and his friend decided to either disregard or bash every single thing I said and did. I was furious by the time I got home at about 2. I was ready to write my first real angry post. But, to my dismay, the internet was down.
Saturday:
I was still pretty upset about the night before, so I was feeling a little down.
However, the guy (some of you will know who he is, but for whatever reason, I hesitate to use his name) ended up coming over in the evening, bearing gifts and he apologized profusely. He said if I didn't want to go out with him, he'd still rather be friends than nothing. I'm still not too sure how serious he was about that.
We ended up going down to Prince's Island park around 11. Everyone else was really hyper because they had been drinking Red Bull. We ran around and then went out for coffee.
Oh, one good story came out of our running around. Jord was rail-sliding with just his shoes on (does that make any sense?) and some guy came up to him, very impressed, asking if he had special shoes. Jord assured him his shoes were quite normal and did another demonstration for this curious (and slightly drunk) man. We encouraged the man to try it. He did. But he fell backwards onto a bike rack! I thought he broke his back. He didn't move at first and I thought he was seriously injured. When he got up, we all had a good laugh.
Okay, back to the coffee - I had a gingerbread cookie that I think was supposed to look like Miss Piggy. It was pretty creepy. We were all about the head home but a few of us decided to go back to Jord's place to hear some new stuff he recorded on his reel-to-reel player (that thing is incredible). All of a sudden, it was four in the morning and I was begging to be taken home. They refused. Then because I was whining so much, they made me drink a Red Bull.
That stuff is insane. Has anyone else tried it yet? I don't know how long it's been legalized in Canada, not long. I was out of control. Anyway, there was a lot of driving around after that. We finally ended up going for a super early breakfast.
Then I went to my parents' meeting, where I thought I was going to pass out. I actually just got home. So I haven't slept in a really long time. I thought I had outgrown that whole All-Nighters-Are-Novelties stage, but I guess not.
I'm supposed to go to karaoke tonight. So my plan is to sleep for the rest of the day until I have to go to that. Ugh.
The interesting thing about the last couple of days is the range of emotions it encompassed. I don't think it's healthy to do that to yourself.
Wow, this was quite the convoluted post.
Well, good night.
I mean... uh... good afternoon....
I'm going to sleep.
Thursday, September 30, 2004
Rocky Raccoon
My family laughs a lot, I realized today. That makes me incredibly happy.
Here are a few things I have recently discovered (or re-discovered) that I love:
1.The Beatles.
I've been listening to The Anthology 3. It rocks my world.
2.Marshmallows.
How could you not appreciate their jet-puffed greatness?
3.Vitamins.
I've started taking some this week and I have a ridiculous amount of energy.
I thought it was going to be a longer list. Three items. That's rather disappointing.
Anyway, nothing much new over here.
I just finished fancy-ing up my resume a bit. I built it in photoshop, which was time consuming but I like how it turned out.
I'm going to see Gomez tomorrow night at the U of C.
www.gomez.co.uk
That should be good.
I believe I am also going to see Hayden this month.
Now I am going to bed.
Sleep is so under-rated.
Here are a few things I have recently discovered (or re-discovered) that I love:
1.The Beatles.
I've been listening to The Anthology 3. It rocks my world.
2.Marshmallows.
How could you not appreciate their jet-puffed greatness?
3.Vitamins.
I've started taking some this week and I have a ridiculous amount of energy.
I thought it was going to be a longer list. Three items. That's rather disappointing.
Anyway, nothing much new over here.
I just finished fancy-ing up my resume a bit. I built it in photoshop, which was time consuming but I like how it turned out.
I'm going to see Gomez tomorrow night at the U of C.
www.gomez.co.uk
That should be good.
I believe I am also going to see Hayden this month.
Now I am going to bed.
Sleep is so under-rated.
Monday, September 27, 2004
Broke and I'm Breaking
I'm severely unemployed. You might think that one could only be employed or unemployed but I believe there are degrees of employment. My lack of money puts me in the "severely unemployed" category.
Work (not the act itself, more the setting) makes me anxious. Besides, I can't work on Sundays, Tuesday- and Thursday nights, Wednesdays or Saturday mornings. Most employers just love that. If I was more motivated, I would be self-employed. Or is that like saying 'if I could drive, I'd be a professional racer'?
So that is (or should be) my focus for the next while: getting a J-O-B.
How long have I been saying that?
I was wondering how I have become one of the Great Procrastinators.
Inherited? I don't think so. My parents are quick to make decisions and get things done. To illustrate: the other week (how's that for vague?) I heard talk of kitchen renovations. Today tile has replaced the horrible linoleum (circa 1970), the dark wood cabinetry is now white, the ceiling is painted and there are new light fixtures. The majority of this change has occured within the span of three days.
Okay, so point made: my tendency to procrastinate is not inherited.
So it must be learned.
I think I can conveniently blame the educational system for this.
Thanks for nothing, school... thanks for nothing.
I have an absurd number of boxes in the basement (probably because I have never bothered to fully unpack in the year that I have lived in this house - stupid learned procrastination), all of which I could throw out and not miss in the least. But alas, I must sort through them. I found a bunch of books that I'm saving. One is a biography of Nikola Tesla. Very interesting. Other than that, I'm mostly throwing everything out.
Ah, to be relieved of clutter.
Work (not the act itself, more the setting) makes me anxious. Besides, I can't work on Sundays, Tuesday- and Thursday nights, Wednesdays or Saturday mornings. Most employers just love that. If I was more motivated, I would be self-employed. Or is that like saying 'if I could drive, I'd be a professional racer'?
So that is (or should be) my focus for the next while: getting a J-O-B.
How long have I been saying that?
I was wondering how I have become one of the Great Procrastinators.
Inherited? I don't think so. My parents are quick to make decisions and get things done. To illustrate: the other week (how's that for vague?) I heard talk of kitchen renovations. Today tile has replaced the horrible linoleum (circa 1970), the dark wood cabinetry is now white, the ceiling is painted and there are new light fixtures. The majority of this change has occured within the span of three days.
Okay, so point made: my tendency to procrastinate is not inherited.
So it must be learned.
I think I can conveniently blame the educational system for this.
Thanks for nothing, school... thanks for nothing.
I have an absurd number of boxes in the basement (probably because I have never bothered to fully unpack in the year that I have lived in this house - stupid learned procrastination), all of which I could throw out and not miss in the least. But alas, I must sort through them. I found a bunch of books that I'm saving. One is a biography of Nikola Tesla. Very interesting. Other than that, I'm mostly throwing everything out.
Ah, to be relieved of clutter.
Monday, September 13, 2004
Guy Montag
It's good to be home.
Who would've guessed that one day I would think of Calgary as home...
Edmonton was pretty good.
I guess I should explain some of those pictures.
We went for a walk on the train tracks above High Level Bridge (yeah, apparently it's really called that - isn't that inventive). It was a really really long bridge (maybe they should call it that - Really Long Bridge) and quite tricky to get onto. It was like they were trying to keep people off....
oh, wait a minute... they were.
I really like the big picture at the top, of the trees. That was taken at the Legislature grounds right after Candace fell in the fountain. Well, there wasn't really a fountain. I guess it was just a pool?
On Sunday we went for another walk. Along the way, I took pictures of the trees (people just happened to be in them... ) and cut my leg on a barbed wire fence. I'm not exactly sure why I took a picture of that but I thought I'd share it.
Oddly enough, I didn't get any pictures of the actual wedding. It was a pretty small wedding, about 200 people. (Seems like Witnesses usually have huge weddings.) I did get to see some people I haven't seen in a long time - as I expected - so that was good.
It was a very musical weekend. Music was playing pretty much every waking moment, which was rad.
A lot of Face to Face and Sublime.
Ah, memories...
I realized that my music is ridiculously mellow. It makes me happy but I think I need to stock up on psych-up music.
Hang gap lai.
(See you later)
Who would've guessed that one day I would think of Calgary as home...
Edmonton was pretty good.
I guess I should explain some of those pictures.
We went for a walk on the train tracks above High Level Bridge (yeah, apparently it's really called that - isn't that inventive). It was a really really long bridge (maybe they should call it that - Really Long Bridge) and quite tricky to get onto. It was like they were trying to keep people off....
oh, wait a minute... they were.
I really like the big picture at the top, of the trees. That was taken at the Legislature grounds right after Candace fell in the fountain. Well, there wasn't really a fountain. I guess it was just a pool?
On Sunday we went for another walk. Along the way, I took pictures of the trees (people just happened to be in them... ) and cut my leg on a barbed wire fence. I'm not exactly sure why I took a picture of that but I thought I'd share it.
Oddly enough, I didn't get any pictures of the actual wedding. It was a pretty small wedding, about 200 people. (Seems like Witnesses usually have huge weddings.) I did get to see some people I haven't seen in a long time - as I expected - so that was good.
It was a very musical weekend. Music was playing pretty much every waking moment, which was rad.
A lot of Face to Face and Sublime.
Ah, memories...
I realized that my music is ridiculously mellow. It makes me happy but I think I need to stock up on psych-up music.
Hang gap lai.
(See you later)
i went for a walk with my friends down memory lane, but i couldn't find my way back
www.geocities.com/assured_expectation
This site was supposed to be my new online portfolio but I decided to post some pictures from the weekend on it.
Enjoy.
This site was supposed to be my new online portfolio but I decided to post some pictures from the weekend on it.
Enjoy.
Thursday, September 09, 2004
Separation Anxiety
Tomorrow's forecast is for flurries.
That is hilarious.
I'm going to Edmonton this weekend for a wedding.
There should be a lot of people there that I haven't seen in a really long time so it should be good. I have no idea where I'm staying, though. Oh, and I haven't bought a gift yet.
Ah well. I'll get it all figured out tomorrow.
...Or I'll just give them money and sleep in the car.
That is hilarious.
I'm going to Edmonton this weekend for a wedding.
There should be a lot of people there that I haven't seen in a really long time so it should be good. I have no idea where I'm staying, though. Oh, and I haven't bought a gift yet.
Ah well. I'll get it all figured out tomorrow.
...Or I'll just give them money and sleep in the car.
Paper Tiger
I had such a good night.
It involved a fire at Bowness Park, a ton of rain, an overpacked car and two hours of tea drinking.
I smell like smoke.
I'm soaked.
I have to pee.
Mmm... good times.
This month has been really awesome, actually. People say that the first September after you're done school, you miss it.
No way.
I feel like my life has focus again.
My problem is I have to learn how to balance. I really shouldn't spend ten hours in service after having only four hours of sleep. This is starting to become a habit - a habit that I mostlikely can't keep up. I don't want to burn out.
...So maybe I should go to sleep now...
It involved a fire at Bowness Park, a ton of rain, an overpacked car and two hours of tea drinking.
I smell like smoke.
I'm soaked.
I have to pee.
Mmm... good times.
This month has been really awesome, actually. People say that the first September after you're done school, you miss it.
No way.
I feel like my life has focus again.
My problem is I have to learn how to balance. I really shouldn't spend ten hours in service after having only four hours of sleep. This is starting to become a habit - a habit that I mostlikely can't keep up. I don't want to burn out.
...So maybe I should go to sleep now...
Monday, September 06, 2004
Fahrenheit 451
Why do I insist on drinking coffee?
I should really stick to green tea.
Coffee is evil as well as sleep-depriving.
I finally saw Fahrenheit 911 tonight. It was amazing (for the one other person who hasn't seen it yet). Michael Moore is just going to disappear one day, I swear.
The ties between the Bush and Bin Ladin families... that is intense.
This world really is so corrupt.
Tomorrow night I am going to see a movie with lighter subject material - Napoleon Dynamite. I have been dying to see it for so long. My friend is rounding up a big group for his fourth viewing. Apparently, it's that good.
Well, I am going to try to sleep but I'm pretty wired so I'll most likely end up reading. I'm finishing up John le Carre's Absolute Friends which is oddly reminiscent of Fahrenheit 911....
By the way, has anyone read Fahrenheit 451?
I heard it is similar to 1984 and I want to see what connection there is to Michael Moore's type of conspiracies.
I am such a nerd.
I should really stick to green tea.
Coffee is evil as well as sleep-depriving.
I finally saw Fahrenheit 911 tonight. It was amazing (for the one other person who hasn't seen it yet). Michael Moore is just going to disappear one day, I swear.
The ties between the Bush and Bin Ladin families... that is intense.
This world really is so corrupt.
Tomorrow night I am going to see a movie with lighter subject material - Napoleon Dynamite. I have been dying to see it for so long. My friend is rounding up a big group for his fourth viewing. Apparently, it's that good.
Well, I am going to try to sleep but I'm pretty wired so I'll most likely end up reading. I'm finishing up John le Carre's Absolute Friends which is oddly reminiscent of Fahrenheit 911....
By the way, has anyone read Fahrenheit 451?
I heard it is similar to 1984 and I want to see what connection there is to Michael Moore's type of conspiracies.
I am such a nerd.
Thursday, August 26, 2004
words and word clusters
I can't believe this weather. Absolutely horrid. It is a bit of a wake-up call though. Summer is almost over, or so it seems.
And thus real life begins.
Mazatlan.
Okay, so taking off to Mexico isn't exactly real life... but it would be a lot of fun. I have looked forward to this my whole life - I have virtually no responsibilities. This is the time to travel, right? Mexico is a good start, I think. Just through December. Just a month. And it's not too far.
I think I know what my problem is: I'm too content.
Really. Being content is a good thing, to an extent. In a lot of ways, I'm thankful that I'm content. I really don't want a lot of stuff, which I think is a good thing. But I need to push myself to be more ambitious. I would be content to get a good (part-time) job and pioneer here in Calgary. And there is absolutely nothing wrong with that... but why not push myself further?
Step one is getting to sleep earlier so as to have more productive days.
Good night.
And thus real life begins.
Mazatlan.
Okay, so taking off to Mexico isn't exactly real life... but it would be a lot of fun. I have looked forward to this my whole life - I have virtually no responsibilities. This is the time to travel, right? Mexico is a good start, I think. Just through December. Just a month. And it's not too far.
I think I know what my problem is: I'm too content.
Really. Being content is a good thing, to an extent. In a lot of ways, I'm thankful that I'm content. I really don't want a lot of stuff, which I think is a good thing. But I need to push myself to be more ambitious. I would be content to get a good (part-time) job and pioneer here in Calgary. And there is absolutely nothing wrong with that... but why not push myself further?
Step one is getting to sleep earlier so as to have more productive days.
Good night.
Monday, July 26, 2004
terrified of telephones and shopping malls and knives
So I got out of Calgary. I went to Fernie late Saturday night, drove out to Surveyor's Lake (the camping spot of my childhood) Sunday morning and spent the day on the beach with Erin and her family. The weather was gorgeous. We walked around the lake and found a rope swing into the water. My arms hurt today. Stupid rope swing.
Erin has invited me to go to Mexico in December. She is going in November with some people (an older couple and their friend) and they are renting a villa in Mazatlan. Erin is hoping to get some people to come down so that when everyone else leaves, she can keep the villa for another month or so.
Anyway, the trip was really good. Good but short. The only really bad thing that happened was on the way there, we hit a moose. Those things are huge! I was sleeping in the back of the car and I thought we hit a truck. It was okay though, somehow. It was stunned for a minute and then it walked off the road. I'm so glad it didn't die or get seriously hurt because I think I would have cried my eyes out.
Erin has invited me to go to Mexico in December. She is going in November with some people (an older couple and their friend) and they are renting a villa in Mazatlan. Erin is hoping to get some people to come down so that when everyone else leaves, she can keep the villa for another month or so.
Anyway, the trip was really good. Good but short. The only really bad thing that happened was on the way there, we hit a moose. Those things are huge! I was sleeping in the back of the car and I thought we hit a truck. It was okay though, somehow. It was stunned for a minute and then it walked off the road. I'm so glad it didn't die or get seriously hurt because I think I would have cried my eyes out.
Monday, July 19, 2004
mountain to sound
I need to get out of Calgary.
I went with a bunch of people to Bowness park last night and had a bonfire. Two people brought their guitars and I had my trusty bongo drum. We sang our hearts out... literally. Then we walked around and (get this) it was dark! I didn't know that it was ever dark anywhere in the city. I still couldn't see many stars but it was dark. At the risk of sounding like an idiot I'm going to say that it was amazing. It was incredible to be surrounded by trees, listening to good music. Everyone should do that. It just grounds you.
I went with a bunch of people to Bowness park last night and had a bonfire. Two people brought their guitars and I had my trusty bongo drum. We sang our hearts out... literally. Then we walked around and (get this) it was dark! I didn't know that it was ever dark anywhere in the city. I still couldn't see many stars but it was dark. At the risk of sounding like an idiot I'm going to say that it was amazing. It was incredible to be surrounded by trees, listening to good music. Everyone should do that. It just grounds you.
Sunday, July 11, 2004
you will, you won't; you do, you don't
I'm finding it really hard to keep this thing up. Britt is threatening me though, so I will try again. Even though she is the only one who reads it. I should really call this blog "Dear Britt B.".
I went to Stampede on Friday night with Marion. It was kind of sad. I mean, it was really fun (although I spent way more money than I wanted to) but the little girls were all dressed like hookers. The drunk people also got more and more pathetic as the night went on. And the fireworks were unsatisfying. Oh, and I hate what they do to those animals. Stupid cowboys. Anyway, we took the train home in the wee hours of the morning and I stayed at her house (which was tiny and adorable).
I guess the worst thing about Stampede is the same thing that was bad about the NHL playoffs. People are so desperate to have some (any!) distraction in their lives so they don't have to think about what really matters. I'm all for having a good time; I'm really not that anal, really. But it's the extent that the whole city embraces the distraction.
In other news, I drank three pots of green tea and five glasses of water in one hour this afternoon. Then we went and played tennis and I thought I was going to pee my pants.
I went to Stampede on Friday night with Marion. It was kind of sad. I mean, it was really fun (although I spent way more money than I wanted to) but the little girls were all dressed like hookers. The drunk people also got more and more pathetic as the night went on. And the fireworks were unsatisfying. Oh, and I hate what they do to those animals. Stupid cowboys. Anyway, we took the train home in the wee hours of the morning and I stayed at her house (which was tiny and adorable).
I guess the worst thing about Stampede is the same thing that was bad about the NHL playoffs. People are so desperate to have some (any!) distraction in their lives so they don't have to think about what really matters. I'm all for having a good time; I'm really not that anal, really. But it's the extent that the whole city embraces the distraction.
In other news, I drank three pots of green tea and five glasses of water in one hour this afternoon. Then we went and played tennis and I thought I was going to pee my pants.
Thursday, July 01, 2004
good-bye teeth #18, 28, 38, and 48
I will especially miss #28.
I got all my wisdom teeth out yesterday. I wasn't really worried about it and as it turned out, i didn't need to be. Maybe it was all the valium, or the pain reliever injection, or the really strong motrin or the tylenol three. I'm pretty sure my dentist used to be a drug dealer. Anyway, it still doesn't hurt at all, so that's good.
In other news, i am reading my sixth John Steinbeck novel. This one is Cannery Row. If you haven't read any Steinbeck, here is a sample. This is a description of a beloved doctor.
"Doc would listen to any kind of nonsense and change it for you to a kind of wisdom. His mind had no horizon - and his sympathy had no warp. He could talk to children, telling them very profound things so that they understood. He lived in a world of wonders, of excitement. He was concupiscent as a rabbit and gentle as hell..."
I heart John Steinbeck. Read anything by him. I highly recomment East of Eden, but anybook will do.
I got all my wisdom teeth out yesterday. I wasn't really worried about it and as it turned out, i didn't need to be. Maybe it was all the valium, or the pain reliever injection, or the really strong motrin or the tylenol three. I'm pretty sure my dentist used to be a drug dealer. Anyway, it still doesn't hurt at all, so that's good.
In other news, i am reading my sixth John Steinbeck novel. This one is Cannery Row. If you haven't read any Steinbeck, here is a sample. This is a description of a beloved doctor.
"Doc would listen to any kind of nonsense and change it for you to a kind of wisdom. His mind had no horizon - and his sympathy had no warp. He could talk to children, telling them very profound things so that they understood. He lived in a world of wonders, of excitement. He was concupiscent as a rabbit and gentle as hell..."
I heart John Steinbeck. Read anything by him. I highly recomment East of Eden, but anybook will do.
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