June 25, 2007

Monster Sudoku

On Friday I was at a going away pub-party for a professor who is moving to Germany, and for some reason I started remembering some things I liked when I was a kid, but as of late paid no attention to (not surprisingly). I know everyone is quirky, but I seldom even notice my own quirks, I usually only find out about them when other people point them out to me. Like how I can’t sit still – which I am now very aware of, but didn’t notice at all until my friend told me in 3rd year and I confirmed the fact with many other friends shortly thereafter. My office mate told me that I sometimes click my tongue when I’m thinking.

What made me think of this is that at the pub the nachos came out with some moist towelettes. I used to collect them when I was really little and dry them out and fold them back together exactly as they were folded in the package. I put them in my little teapot and pretended they were tea bags, I think I liked the lemony smell. And then I realized today that I love to use of all the ink in pens. I have several pens in my pencil case, but I almost always use the same one b/c I want it to be completely used before I go onto the next one. I’m also like this with paper. I have several different kinds of lined paper in my binder. You can tell they’re different b/c some says Hilroy and some doesn’t, some have thicker, blurry lines, some have greeny rather than bluey lines, and some is more see-through than other. They all come from different packages. I have an idea of which paper is better and which is worse, and I always try to use the worse paper and save the good paper. Not like it makes a big difference. I’m the same way with candy. If I have a package of Smarties I’ll save the green and blue ones (not the red ones) till the end b/c they’re the colour I like the most, and I always eat my favourite candies last. Like the red and white gummy bears come last, and the bananas and strawberries in a box of Runts.

I also really like colouring things in, especially with gel pens where the ink flows out in a very satisfying manner. When doodling in class (when I’m not drawing different geometric patterns) I’ll often draw plains squares or block letters just to colour them in. My mom sometimes buys me these paint things that you can make window decorations with and I love just drawing outlines and then filling them in. I know they’re for 5 year olds, but it doesn’t matter.

A few other things. When taking notes in class I always take out at least 2 (and sometimes 3, but not more) sheets of paper and write on the outside of my binder. One piece is not thick enough and makes the writing look scratchy. 4 pieces is too thick and squishy to write on.

I also have a mild fear of getting stuck. Some people might call it claustrophobia, but that’s not what it is, I’m fine with small spaces as long as I know I can get out. But if I’m in an elevator and a bunch of people get on after me and I get stuck at the back of the elevator, I get nervous that I won’t be able to get out at my floor b/c there’s too many people to weave through. Same thing with the subway or the bus and trying to get out at my stop, it stresses me out. I also get nervous if I’m somewhere, out with people, or at someone’s house and I feel like I will not be able to make my way home whenever I want to, or that I won’t have a ride and I’ll be stuck there. I similarly don’t like getting stuck in social situations, like someone comes and talks to me and I quickly find out that I’d really like an escape plan from such a person but I have no way of getting away without a serious social faux pas. I just don’t like getting stuck.

I get nervous in new situations when I don’t have really specific directions/instructions. If you tell me, “Meet me at such a place at approximately such a time,” and I get there and figure out that the place is bigger or more complicated than anticipated, I will probably start to worry that we won’t find each other b/c we’ll be waiting in two different places. Or when people tell you how to get somewhere, but they give directions using landmarks instead of street names and exact addresses. I hate landmark instructions, b/c if you get lost you can’t be like, “Do you know where the McDonald’s with the big oak tree out front is? There’s a produce store next to it? I need to turn left there.” Its better if I can ask the exact street and address b/c its much more universal. I know people think girls do better with descriptive instructions, but I am not one of those girls.

Anyway, you knew I was quirky and weird already.

June 22, 2007

Red and white, read and wise

"However I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me -- the task of testifying to the gospel of God's grace."
-Acts 20:24

Engraved in stone, on Mount Pleasant, overlooking the glittering blue bay. June 24th makes me remember Canada Day, Canada Day is hardly about Canada anymore.

JFP

June 20, 2007

Everyone needs a little hip-hop in their life

One plus 6 out of 7.

Thomson


MacDonald


Johnston



Jackson


Harris


Fitzgerald


Carmichael

June 18, 2007

Yeah Vic

CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!


If you graduated from U of T today, that was for you (or should I say 'congratumalations'?). You know who you are, and if you don’t you don’t read my blog so you can suck it. Since I know they do read my blog, an extra I’M SO PROUD OF YOU to Dinah and Pyweon. I hope you guys have fun getting the piece of paper that you’ve been working for for 4 years (how many fo(u)rs can you jump?), and that somehow the prettiness of the paper makes up for all the pain, all the nights you decided to stay in to write about Husserl, all the night classes across campus in the winter and all the times your roommate wouldn’t stop pestering you or freaking you out by putting their head under the divider curtain which is really more creepy than you’d think (ok, that last part wasn’t so much for Dinah).

I went shopping this weekend! With my roommate’s girlfriend, who is a very lovely person. I got new perfume, since the days of Green Tea over-spritzing have been long lost. I got a shirt and a hott pair of Silver jeans. Kinda expensive, put really nice and comfy, and did I mention hott? I haven’t had a pair of Silvers since high school when my parents bought every piece of clothing I owned and I could convince them once in a while to go all in on the jeans. I also ended up in HMV at one point, which I told my shopping buddy was dangerous. At one point I may have had at least 7 (I think more) CD’s in my hand, but I was determined to limit myself to 2 so I got one of the 2 for $25 deals, now I have the new Incubus and Weezer’s green album. Many things were put away :(. I have a problem, and that problem is finding new good music – you have to search pretty persistently to find it.


Added comment: Guy in 2nd cup was totally chatting me up. He was pretty cute too! Hurrah Silver jeans.

June 12, 2007

Heroes in a half-shell

I have rediscovered online radio! I realize now that my less than awesome previous experience were most likely due to the dependence on Windows Media Player. I am muchly satisfied with the iTunes take on the whole radio thing. It began this week after I was getting very tried and frustrated with the Ottawa radio station I normally listen to and have my morning alarm set to. It’s the AtlRock station, which is music that I like, but the morning people are full-on tools and don’t even seem to like the kind of music they have to play for the station. Also, the repeat factor on this station is insane, and some of the stupid songs get played like 15 times a day. (Like that stupid “I’m not paralyzed but I seem to be stuck by you” piece of crap, what is it, Finger 11? As if anyone thought Finger 11 could actually make it past their first single….) On my little radio I am now trying this pop station, which is kinda fun b/c it plays N’Sync, Destiny’s Child and the Spice Girls, and all the other things that make me feel like I’m grade 9 again. But I’ve only been listening to it for a few days and, again, it’s the friggin morning show that I just can’t stand. Also, the commercials they play are baa-aad.

That brings me to now, on my computer listening to actual AltRock, and a bunch of stuff which I haven’t heard before. So much better, can’t even tell you, and most of the internet stations don’t have commercials or DJ’s, it’s like the sweetest deal ever.

More exciting news in my life: I did laundry yesterday! Since our washing machine (which was obtained at no cost) broke like 2 months ago its been way more of a hassle to clean my clothes. I’ve had to load up my tripping pack and walk to the Laundromat – but our dryer still works so I get to carry home the wet clothes while people give me weird looks from their cars, wondering whey someone is backpacking around Ottawa. But the cleanness of the clothes feels amazing, clean towel and everything. Now that I don’t have to wash sweaters the loads are smaller and easier to lug around.

I’m totally putting off the things I need to do. I’m actually using my thesis writing to not do the more imminent little things. I’m supposed to have a revised abstract of the presentation I did in Santa Barbara done for June 15th – what is that, Friday? – and haven’t done anything for it. It won’t take long, I just don’t want to do it. I also have other applications and reimbursement request to complete. Apart from all this I still need to find somewhere to live in Montreal. It sucks, but I’m hoping that I will find a good place and won’t have to move for 4 years! As if, that doesn’t sound like me at all.

June 09, 2007

"I have the Jew-fro, what's yours called?"

A little afternoon mild entertainment.

June 05, 2007

Who wants to be my sugar daddy?

Cuz I could really use one right now. You know, to buy me... sugar.

Thesis is going well, I'm going to MEC tomorrow which always makes for a good day. That is, I'm going if the weather report isn't cunningly lying to me by telling me its going to be sunny. I need a new bike seat. But I have to ride my old bike seat to get the new one.

June 01, 2007

Don't be a Dorkon

I write to you again from our nation’s capital after a travel stint. I am now sick of airports and layovers and don’t intend to fly for a few months. Since April I have been at the following airports:

Ottawa
Toronto

Chicago
Los Angeles
Santa Barbara
Phoenix
Philadelphia

Winnipeg
Saskatoon
Calgary

And that’s not listing the repeat airports (mostly Ottawa and Toronto). But this is what I get to flying to places that are not as major as they come thereby necessitating connections.

Last time I talked to you I was sick, and I’m still not completely better, but much better than I was. There’s still some sore of mucous phlegm thing going on in the throat nose area, but landing and the pressure change wasn’t as insanely painful as it was when the cold was in full swing. Now I don’t have a good excuse to not do my work and I have to get back to it all, I haven’t been writing my thesis for many weeks now so its time to shift back into gear – wish me luck.

I did my presentation in Saskatoon and it actually went pretty well. I didn’t turn red until halfway through my time, there were several good questions and I think I gave pretty good answers to them. One more thing to tack onto my CV to make myself seem like a real linguist. Saskatoon isn’t that exciting, but I knew that before I got there. I was there from Thursday until Wednesday, but at least I got to see Pirates of the Caribbean 3, even though it wasn’t the best but it did provide some much needed quality time with Johnny and Orlando.

Before I went to Saskatoon I went home for a few days and I got to see my nephew! He just gets cuter everyday. And he’s a really nice baby too, not fussy or particu-lar, just like the best baby to have ever existed.

I thought this was going to be a long post catching you up on all the witty things I had to say, but again I have misjudged my writing skills.