It just gets better and better

Law of Entropy my ass.

I made my lecture not too late. Slept in not one, but two places. Listened to the honking of geese. If you can honk the honk, you can tonk the tonk. Man, can these geese tonk. Geese will literally eat out of your hand. Finished Gatsby. Good book. Went to Jared's house, didn't get to watch Spirited Away. Did slay orcs though. Go Depp! I mean, Legolas.

Speedmouse. Was. Spectacular.

Roadie is like 6 times cooler in real life. And there's more than one! Fuckin' crazazy bananas.

My investment in Jared has paid off. It was a little rough with Dogville, and that thing he continues to do, but it worked out. Just goes to show, HOLD.

Okay, we need a crate of otters, and some hand lotion.

Forget the damn monkey!

And when I came home, this was here today. It's even more majestic in person. 14. FOURTEEN. It makes a pretty good stack.

Ugh. More Busy-ness. Night.

Now that's an odd lock

Scroll lock?

Today was a highlight of my life. It was great. Fantabulous. Even without the slaying of orcs. Or spiders even.

Had fun enough lessons, then went over and watched Veronica Mars with people. Really coool show. Also, hung out with really cool people. I mean damn cool. I am such a sucker for people who provide me with nice food. Seriously, if you ever need to get into my pants, best way there. Sam rocks.

Resolve not to miss too many lectures this week. It doesn't look good.

Daylight savings better kick in soon. The discrepencies between my computer and everything else will turn into full-blown mental disorder soon. You have been warned.

Nah man, Satan is all about the oral sex!

God how I love the Korz.

I've capitalised to show him respect. Cause he is you know.

RESPECTED.

Aretha Franklin would be proud.

I'm being treated wayyyyyy too nicely. Taxi driver gave me free ride. Go dude!

Got spirited away, but I still think I'm dying...That came out wrong.

Cupcakes down the pants as act of rebellion = hilarious.

Daylight what now? Fucking farmers. It was a joke you fucks, get over it.

My cat is a crappy hunter. She can't hunt a stationary object.

It was a CAN. OF CATFOOD. In addition she can't really hunt or run away because she has this very visible white tip on ther tail. In fact it's a beacon. Plus she's fat....I wanna scratch my ears with my feet. Sigh. More denial. Night.

Flan in the face

Thom = fetish.

Wait, what does that mean? The possibilities...

That's it, I now know too many people. I saw one of the people from my bridging today. Granted, it actually took me a lot longer than I expected, but jeez, when you see one person everyday that you know, it's ridiculous. I'm going to start a system where I rate people and send out little letters informing them of their status. It'll be like work reviews. I'll even have levels and probationary periods. It'll be all the fun of climbing the corporate ladder, without the requisite financial compensation and less cocksucking! Fun for the whole family.

LOL CANUCK

The teacher we have for Stats is mindblowingly amazing. He gave us a discourse on rice. And glycemic indicies of such.

And it was interesting!

Just stick with Ross

He'll show you the way.

Stuff is routine.

People suck. I haven't been able to transcend that property quite yet, so have that unfortunate/temporary condition of having deal with the suckiness. It's a conundrum.

Adam's partay was nice. There was something about it, that made me like it. Don't know what.

Maybe that's the vodka talking.

Something I don't get: slow-motion replays on lawn bowls.

Watching Commonwealth Games, it confuses me why all the patriotism. Nevermind the atrocious commentary resulting from this. I've been learning in Soc Sci that it's been the triumph of the individual over the collective, the state over the tribe for the past hundred years or so. What's going on?

I actually kind of promote the individual over the collective, atleast in the narrow subculture of sports. In this day and age, it's makes much more logical sense to promote the outstanding individual over the country that produced it, considering how many of those outstanding indiviudals aren't neccesarily native anymore.

It's not that I don't like team sports, it's rather I find teams constrained by cartological boundaries...quaint. Globalisation has supposed to remove those rather parochial ideas of patriotism, and it has, in some terms. I'm just hoping that when more sports become more global, and less national, we'll see better things.

I want a good World XI, dammit.

imminent scientist?

But this imminent scientist tells correspondent Scott Pelley that the Bush administration is restricting who he can talk to and editing what he can say. Politicians, he says, are rewriting the science.

Is that better than eminent?

Re:imminent scientist?

i can't say if it's any better, BUT it IS a lot sooner

/. rocks. Rocks to the chest.

Decisions

Cruel, cruel decisions.

Had a great day. I turned up late for my class...again. I freaking love my Philosophy tute. The guy is so apathetic! He's so awesome. My soc sci tute either hates me or thinks I'm a genius. I'm hoping hate. Soc sci looks to be rather boring.

Why does all first year have to be so...tedious?

Societies are damn cool. I'm seriously contemplation skipping Ghost Dog, in order to participate in Smash Bros. tourney.

It's odd. Uni life is awesome, home life, not so much.

Is it me, or something else at work here? I come to Uni, thinking people here would be more mature, more critical, more able to control themselves. But no. Everyone is just horny. Wtf mate? Is it a Uni thing, or getting older thing? And I guessing Christa shouldn't be reading this, but i've lost all respect for him. Everything. Seriously.

I just realised, I bought a book. I have to pay for it.

More importantly, I won!

A reminder

To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

For the love of god

Stop flavouring my juice.

It may sound a little tinfoil hatty, but i'm serious.

STOP FLAVOURING MY FUCKING ORANGE JUICE.

If and when I go crazy(I told you, the dog talks) and have to be committed somewhere (I pray that people have the decency to commit me to somewhere which hasn't been subletted already) I have one request: I want my Orange juice fresh. Not reconstituted, not flavoured, not with folate in it. Just some goddamn juice.

And no, it wouldn't be funny to spike my juice with E or LSD or some other hallucinogen on either the pretexts of "study" or "entertainment".

...Actually, LSD would be funny. I'll authorise that dubious request.

Sutekh was great

But this is how I spaz out.

I'm doing stats, so I can actually figure out the probability that I don't own any of those.

Past two days have been rather awesome. Yesterday especially. It was spectacular in that offhand, casually mentioned way.

Wasn't too late for my lecture, got my free coffee with my muffin, both of which were great, then learning eco was ridiculously easy. Also met a guy who did Eco well, and knows Chris Wong. Borange it was. Then Firefly, then hung out with Sutekh peoplez, then Philo lectures with clowns, then Ultimate Frisbee with hilarious logistical mishaps (And I learned how to throw forehand!) and then home.

Today, Lecture, then I was a rebel and skipped my optional Tute. Roamed around a lot, met more people from old school, agonised over crazy prices of textbooks, got my readings for Philo, watched Seventh Seal, got cosy with the exec, then learned how to play a board game and a card game, and met lots of nice people. It's been damn cool.

My profs are almost uniformly amazing. Philo guy is hilarious, my stats lectures are like high school, but if I had a great maths teacher in high school. Eco is mehish, but subject makes up for that. First week turned out well.

Now, I don't want to wake up at 7 o'clock four days a week. Night.

Superconnected

I can die happy now.

Seeing Broken Social Scene is a rapturous experience. If the Church held BSS concerts every week, I would convert.

They were missing several key members, and they're still brilliant. And Funny. And Nice. And generally overall Awesome.

When I first listened to the new album, I could kinda sympathise with people about how it was too"muddy" or too "dense." That is wrong. Go see them live. It's revelatory. Every element of the band, every part just fits in perfectly well together, everything.

To break down the concert via stats:

There were always atleast 6-8 members on stage at any time.

There were 4 guitairists/bassists. Who also played trumpets or sax.

Whenever there was a solo, there was atleast 3 people involved.

There was 1 very sexy looking lady with a violin. Another in a polka dot dress. And 1 audience member.

It went for 2 and half hours.

Best. Concert. Ever.

Even better than the Unicorns. Blasphemous, maybe, but...true. Fuck everything, go see them live.

NOW