father tinkle, would you sign please?
this really makes no sense unless you read the rest of the comic, which is something you should do. now.
June 08, 2003
June 07, 2003
I graduated a year ago today.
Funny, that. Doesn't feel like it's been a year.
Read through the annual I edited in the wee hours of last night - couldn't sleep between the heat and my brother's stereo thumping bass (imprecise and excessive) through the wall.
looked through the 280 people who crossed the stage; read their writeups. Realized that out of all 280, and the 28 who I'd had the majority of my classes with (minischool, y'know), I only really miss 6. Maybe 7.
so used to seeing them 5 days a week for 5 years, that the first year sort of passed without any realization.
of course, now that I'm stuck at home with the One-Armed B(r)other, this melancholy has to come along and kick me in the kidneys. No frogs, though.
June 04, 2003
spoke to my sister, she said that my brother-in-law might be able to get me a job doing midnight stocking (NOT stalking) for superstore.
finally got over my fear of being in the car with my brother - we tore down 41st in his Camaro, and I realized I was not in any way nervous. It started after car accident #3 - the really scary one in which my brother drove. I knew it wasn't his fault, but I was still jumpy as all hell in his car, so I did the rational thing: rode with him more often. At first, I spent large amounts of said car rides with my eyes closed, but things got better until today.
June 03, 2003
earlier today, I'm standing in Roger's Video, filling out an application for employment.
questions include the standard "why do you want to work for us", "why you", and "what brought you to us."
there was also one on my favorite movie (I said Bollywood/Hollywood, and I still can't quite figure out why).
the second to last question was "describe an event where you witnessed or experienced exceptional customer service."
having hermitted it up for the last little while didn't help; total and utter brain shutdown.
until, of course, I remembered this.
that was my shining example.
Graham, if I get that job, you'll probably find a couple more New Release credits on your card. or some sort of movie-based thanking.
stuff's been difficult as of late; my sister's father-in-law died, I can't seem to find a job, my mom's back is getting worse, my brother's shoulder requires surgery, we're moving to surrey, and all sorts of random other dumb shit.
I have, however, clung (rather stubbornly) to the belief that once I rode this out, things would get better.
I think it just started doing that.
got an email today from Sony of Canada - I half-expected it to be spam, because I'd entered a contest on their website - and of course, they wanted my email address - so I gave them the spare. I check it once, maybe twice weekly, and it's always overflowing with crap. Surprisingly, this wasn't more of the same.
Hello Gerald,
Congratulations on being selected to win one Net MD party package, each party
package consists the following prizes:
1 DJ headphone model number MDRV500DJ
1 USB speaker model number SRST100PC
5 mini discs
Thank-you for your participation in the Super Track Attack Contest!
Attached is the release form for the Net MD party package.
Please print, fill out and sign the release form. Please mail and fax the
completed release form by 5:00 PM EST Tuesday June 17, 2003 to the following:
Sony Style - Super Track Attack Contest
blah road
blah, ON
blah blah blah
Fax this release form also to (no number for you!), Attention: Sony Style - Super
Track Attack Contest .
<>
Your prize will be sent to you within 6 weeks of the receipt of your completed
mailed release form by Sony Style.
Have a great day!
Best regards,
Tammi
Sony Style Canada
customersupport@sonystyle.ca
(no number for you!)
Thank you for your continued interest in Sony products, and good luck!
Please feel free to contact us if you have any other questions.
for those of you that are curious, here's the product pages for the things I won.
the headphones
the speakers
the blank MDs
May 29, 2003
as I walked a friend through her course planning (she's going into science next year), I realized I should probably start thinking about my own schedule.
so, here's what I'm sure about:
- PSYC 217/218
- 2 ENGL courses (I'm thinking Drama and Literature in the US)
- BIOL 121 (which I failed)
- CHEM 123 (the followup to the chem class that I failed, and am taking in july)
- VISA 180
- ANTH 100
that's 25 credits, and I need another 9 (to bring me up to 34).
suggestions?
two more things:
1) it's becoming more and more certain that we're moving to s(l)urrey. the only person with only real ties here is me, and as 18 years of experience have told me, I am very rarely considered when houses are chosen, if I am considered at all. (see also: 17.9 roomless years)
2) chris payne won't water the AUS plants (see comments box for our MSN conversation), so if someone else could, that'd be awesome.
May 28, 2003
May 27, 2003
May 24, 2003
I hate Indian weddings.
Marriage is wonderful, yes, but the inevitable stupidity that results from it make my head spin (figuratively).
So much so, in fact, that I started keeping a list of Laws of Indian Weddings just to keep myself amused.
1. Law of Ridiculous Family Size
When inviting people to your wedding, you must also include everyone they know, even if you don't know their names.
1a. Addendum
You don't invite people to your wedding. A crack team, led by your mother and aunts, sit around for half a day remembering [obscure cousin's] mother-in-law's sister's husband's brother's friends name, so that they can invite them.
2. Law of Inverse Simplicity
No matter how simple a task seems, it will become mind numbingly complex.
ex: the wedding I was at last night had three different sets of party favors - one set for tables at the front, one for tables at the back, and candles for people with gifts.
3. Law of Endless Workloads
The more you have to do, the more you are given to do.
4. The Celebrity Rule
The less you are seen, the more people want to see you.
5. The Law of Inverse Ability
The better you are at something, the less likely you are to do said thing.
6. The Lost Children Law
Whenever you really, really have to be somewhere/do something, someone's child will be lost, and approach you for help.
6a. The Vomit Addendum
If your clothes are new or difficult to clean, chances are you will get vomited on while attempting to help said children.
6b. The Parent Addendum
Once the child is returned to its parents, they will be far too busy berating the child to thank you, let alone acknowledge your existence.
7. Indian Standard Time
No matter what time you write down, the majority of people will show up one to two hours later.
7a. People You Don't Like Addendum
People you don't like, however, will be on time, and annoyingly helpful, making you like them less, so that they show up earlier the next time.
that's all for now - post more in the comments if you can think of 'em.
May 20, 2003
couple micro-updates: Jayme's been sucked in.
something else has changed, but I'll leave that to you to find out.
May 17, 2003
headphone moment:
listening to "everything's not lost" live from montreal, and I hear the person in the row behind the taper sneeze.
I don't realize this, of course, so I say "gesundheit" to my brother, who occupies roughly where I heard the sneeze coming from.
He looks at me funny, then I go back about ten seconds, and feel like a bit of a fool.
whee!
May 15, 2003
so I could've gone to the coldplay show.
I could've spent my elections clerk money (thanks, owen!) and bought floor seats
I could be going, next friday, to see my first concert (where I'm not staff), a band who I enjoy immensely.
But I'm not.
Because I didn't.
For a wedding, where I would be the photographer.
But I'm not.
Because they hired someone. (fair enough, it's your wedding)
But they did not think to tell me.
So, next Friday, I will be stuck for approximately six hours at an Indian wedding, being very angry, and masking it.
Masking it like I have to - it is a wedding, and it's not important, right?
Right?
Wrong.
But there's nothing I can do.
I can't skip the wedding (what would people say? asks my mother; what does it matter? is my response)
I can't afford tickets like the ones I would've had.
So, next Friday, I will be stuck for approximately six hours at an Indian wedding, being very angry, and masking it.
If someone gets married on the 31st of August...
fuck 'em. I'm busy.
May 14, 2003
Reorganized the links to the left - a couple new people and places to visit.
Wigu, Scary Go Round, and Return to Sender are all webcomics, and Mocking Horse Improv is something you have to go to on a Saturday night...
additionally, does anyone want to recommend another blog provider, or hook me up with a LiveJournal (or somesuch) account code? blogspot seems to be horribly mauling my archives, and this makes me a sad panda.
[UPDATE: I fixed it.]
May 12, 2003
holy shit I'm evil.
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
| Level | Score |
|---|---|
| Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | Very Low |
| Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | Very Low |
| Level 2 (Lustful) | High |
| Level 3 (Gluttonous) | Very High |
| Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | Very High |
| Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | Very High |
| Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) | Extreme |
| Level 7 (Violent) | Extreme |
| Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | Very High |
| Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) | High |
Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test
May 11, 2003
May 09, 2003
TEEN LINGO: The Source for Youth Ministry
read now.
thank me later, or I'ma bust a cap in yo' grill.
did I say that right?
this person is a genius.
genius, continued
you can tell I'm bored at home tonight.
May 02, 2003
May 01, 2003
I am not prepared for a summer this long.
last night was a lot of fun, and even though I don't expect it to happen weekly, or even monthly, going to the beach with a load of friends, some alcohol (in recycling bins full of ice) and a guitar is stupid amounts of fun.
...as if on cue, "the scientist" just started.
in any case, here's my Summer Non-Plan, in no real order.
1) find a job. or two.
2) start learning to play either drums or guitar. I'm leaning towards guitar, because I have no way of fitting a drum kit anywhere in this house, and I doubt I'll get space in the new one (if we're staying in SE Vancouver).
3) get into more music. britrock is cool, but I'd like to expand. So far, I've found that I like d&b (among other things), but I have no clue where to start.
4) buy bootlegging gear, most likely this, and some sort of microphone + battery box deal.
5) do the radiohead roadtrip with sean & aleks. highly unlikely, given my parents, but it might be worth a try.
6) bootleg concerts from #5, using gear from #4.
7) pick up a martial art.
8) get my N.
9) figure out if I want to keep the Cavalier, or take my brother's setup out of it, polish that fucker up, and get something else.
more as they come to me, I guess.
thoughts and suggestions are, as always, welcome.
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