Wednesday, 29 April 2009


This morning, my laptop decided that it hated the internet and refused to connect to it. For no apparent reason. I spent several hours trying to fix it myself and several hours on the phone with useless Dell tech support, but nothing doing. No dice. This evening, it decided that it liked the internet again. For no apparent reason. Argh, technology.

I heard from all three of my friends who are formerly-King's-students-but-are-now-far-far-away today. This is good! It always surprises me how little some people change, but I guess it's hard to tell over the internet. They probably think I haven't changed much either. It's also a little bit surprising how astutely observant someone who's across the ocean can be. I guess I do wear my heart on my sleeve, as much as I like to think I hide pretty well.

I think that I'm going to spend the next year becoming a TANK so that next summer I can go tree planting. I'm pretty sure I would hate tree planting. Passionately. But if I was a tank maybe it wouldn't be so bad? It's one of those things that sounds really good in theory, but I would probably not like so much in real life. But it might be a good life experience or something. I don't know. We'll see how the becoming a tank thing goes.

I spent much of today going through all of the recipe cards I could find in the house and copying over all the ones I wanted. I found things in there we haven't made since I was a kid! Like bread sticks. I can remember helping my mom make those when I was a kid; they were one of my favourite homemade things. I had completely forgotten about them, though, until I saw that recipe. Now I can't wait to make them again!

Anyway, I'd best be to bed again... I need to be awake again in about 7 hours, and then am spending about 12 hours at my apartment cleaning, so I should probably maximize my sleeping time as much as possible.

Tuesday, 28 April 2009

The Wanting Comes in Waves

Hello, internet. It's been a while, yes? I know, I know. Many apologies.

I seem to have made it through April. I don't know where this month has gone. Seems like just yesterday I was whining about how much work I had left to do. Oh wait... that was just yesterday.

I also seem to have made it through another school year. I don't know where these 8 months have gone. When I moved out of residence last night, looking around the big empty room, it seemed like just the day before that I had been moving into that big empty room. It's hard to believe that I'm already halfway through university. (Okay, probably not, because we all know that I'm too terrified of growing up to go out into the real world right away, I'll likely end up doing a masters degree, but you know what I mean).

Speaking of growing up, I've started moving into my new apartment. It's crazy. After being excited about getting out of res since September, and being excited about this particular place since January, it's hard to believe that it's finally real. I've already moved in the majority of my stuff, and I'm going to be spending Thursday there cleaning and packing. And then moving in for good on Friday. I'm really excited for that, I want to set things up and unpack and decorate and organize and arrange! I love that. And I'm excited to be around best friends all the time. It'll be like res last year, when it was good. :) On the other hand, so much responsibility! As much as I'm excited for cooking and making yummy food, like, actually having to buy my own food? Grown-up thing to do. I'm not interested in being grown up. And I know that by the end of first semester I'll be sick of it and just wish that Sodexo would feed me (Ugh, okay, no, it will never be that bad. I'll just wish our house had a salad bar. ...maybe our house should have a salad bar... :P). I don't know. Anyway. I'm trying not to worry about the grown-up/responsible part at the moment and just focus on how much I'm looking forward to all the fun times.

I'm still unemployed. I'm working on that. I'm sure something will come up soon enough.

I didn't manage Script Frenzy. I am horribly upset with myself about this. It just... didn't come together. I was considering attempting it in the next two days, but... no. No. I'm not that crazy.

Aaaaaaand, guess what time it is? POSITIVITY TIME! That's right, friends, it has been many moons since my last edition of "I love so much" (since February, I believe, oh my!), so, without further ado, here it is! I love:

-35 degree days in April
-Decks (the kind that are attached to houses, not as in "of cards." Although the pirate ship variety is pretty good too.)
-The combination of warm breezes and bare feet
-The smell of clean laundry
-Teen Wolf
-Drinking at work
-Drinking in general
-Seeing best friends after a year and a half of absence <3
-$35 cake debacles. Especially when it ends with me getting most of the cake for free.
-Being done finals
-Having stories to tell
-Inheriting a free barbecue (and lamps and dishes and tea!) from the people who used to live in our apartment

Anyway, I guess I'd best be heading off to bed, I've got a busy couple of days ahead of me. I'm spending tomorrow copying over recipes and applying for jobs, Thursday at the apartment cleaning and unpacking, then moving in on Friday and having a fort night/Sliders marathon, followed by the fantastic breakfast on Saturday morning. Have I mentioned that I have a pretty much perfect life? Soooo good. So good.

Tuesday, 7 April 2009

And she fights for her life as she puts on her coat.

Trying to convert speech to text is weird. People don't really punctuate when they speak. They tend to use run on sentences. Lots of commas, lots of ands. Not so much with the periods. I never know when to use colons, semi-colons, and dashes. No one talks with semi-colons, but... sometimes it's grammatically correct to write it as though they did. And what about numbers? When people say a number, do they say seven or do they say 7? What about seven hundred (700?)? How do you know where they're using capitals? If they emphasize something, how do you know whether they were italicizing, bolding, or underlining? Spoken language is a strange thing. Or maybe it's written language that's strange. Should we write the way that we speak, or speak the way that we write? I mean, for most of the history of language, it would make more sense to write the way that we spoke - because for a long time speech was the main mode of communication. But then there was the printing press and lots of books and people become literate and wrote letters all the time and they wrote more. But then they invented phones and television and that made speech more popular again. But now there's the internet. But still. I don't talk with semi-colons. I do write with semi-colons. Which one's write? What's the difference? It's almost like the two are completely separate languages. Maybe not. They share content, just not form. Language is weird.

Erg. So I had a job interview today, I think it went decently, but not great. I found out that I would have to basically shave my head though, and I'm really not sure how I feel about that. I told them I'd be willing to, and if I had to do it, I would, but... man, I would not be happy about it. I almost cried just thinking about it when they asked at the interview. It seems like such a petty thing to be concerned about. It's just hair, I've cut it and dyed it and done whatever else to it before. It'll grow back. But... I don't know, it's just... a part of me. And I feel like there's a sort of social stigma against girls with shaved heads? Like everyone would stare at me in the street. Children would point at me and their parents would tell them that I hate God (or maybe I've just been reading too much FML?). Hats would have to happen. No one think girls with military haircuts are pretty. My self-image is bad enough as is, really. Anyway, that's really just a tiny thing, I should not even let that be part of my considerations while I'm trying to make decisions about the summer.

This video is super cool. I love the sock fishes. And I like the song. Thanks to LH for making me aware of it.

Also, at the moment, I am in love with the Decemberists. I especially love The Crane Wife (Parts One, Two, and Three). One and two are actually combined, but too long to be put on youtube as one song. I prefer one and two over three, and one is my favourite of all.

While I'm on the topic of music, this is also a super-neat video. I want pop-up books like that! And again, I like the song. Actually Lisa Hannigan's entire album (Sea Sew) is really great; my favourite song would have to be Splishy Splashy.

I should be in bed. I should be in bed a while ago. It's going to be a long week. I should sleep. I thought I was getting sick this afternoon, I had a headache and stomachache and felt a little dizzy and feverish. I seem to be all better now. I think the headache/dizziness at least can probably be chalked up to dehydration, I haven't drank nearly as much water as usual in the past few days.

I like spring. I like spring a lot. I like all of the seasons that aren't winter, actually. Actually spring is probably only my third favourite. I'm just happy because I was squishing through mud in my bare feet today. That is happiness. Everything is happiness.

My updated April to-do list (No, I do not intend to post this every day. But I might. You never know.):

-3 days of class
-(at least) 1 job interview
-1 test
-1 essay
-2 take-home exams
-2 regular exams
-1 set of council minutes which have been finished, but still need to be formatted
-2+ shifts of work
-100 pages of script to write
-decide what I'm doing with my summer
-figure out when/how I'm going to get my stuff moved from res into the new place, with a possible trip home in between, unless I end up just going home and staying there
-visit with a friend who goes to university out of province is home for a few weeks between class ending and exams started
-potentially go home for part of Easter weekend

Sunday, 5 April 2009

Things left to do in April

-4 days of class
-(at least) 2 job interviews
-1 test
-2 essays
-2 take-home exams
-2 regular exams
-1 set of council minutes to finish/format/generally polish
-2+ shifts of work
-100 pages of script to write
-decide what I'm doing with my summer
-figure out when/how I'm going to get my stuff moved from res into the new place, with a possible trip home in between, unless I end up just going home and staying there

on the bright side (sort of) a lot of that will get done in the next 8 days