Monthly Archive: November 2005

Big yellow steel door

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Tue. November 29, 2005

I was originally going to write about my strange dream last night. It involved characters from Futurama, swimming through a red viscous fluid, and seeing old people being sent to “eternal rest” by injecting resin into their eyeballs. The death involved a big yellow steel door from which smoke poured out when it was opened. The old people would go through the door on some sort of belt. The old people would wave as they disappeared into the smoke.

Hell if I know what all that was about.

It’s the last Tuesday of the month, which means that the people that check body fat composition were outside of the lunch room once more. As I look back on last month’s blog entries, I’m a bit surprised that I didn’t blog about getting myself checked out. All I have on the date in question is an entry on me thinking I have the flu. I think I really did at the time. Anyway, seeing my results last time made me want to get into better shape. So, over the past month, I’ve been attempting to include more activity into my schedule. After about three weeks of new activity, I noticed that nothing much was changing. After some analysis, I attributed it to my less than stellar diet. So, for the past week or so, I’ve been watching my calorie intake. So far, so good.

When I went to check my composition today, I found out that by body fat % went down a few points. Score! That’s just motivation to keep it up. I’ve got set goals, and I hope that I’ll meet them…at some point in the future. If I keep at it, I know that it’ll be a definite possibility.

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Freezer burned fries

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Sat. November 26, 2005

My parents went out to a Christmas party tonight, leaving me here to fend for myself. There were some french fries in the freezer, so I put them in the oven for a quick meal. While it was in there, I popped open a can of corned beef and heated that on the stove. Everything was ready in about 10 minutes. The result? Christ, that had to be one of the worst meals I had ever eaten.

The fries had been in the freezer for a very long time. They tasted as such. You know that taste you get when you eat something that’s been frozen for an extended period? Multiply that a few times and mix in the flavour of nasty potatoes, and you can imagine how bad that was.

The corned beef shouldn’t have been too bad. However, whenever I cook it, it always turns out odd. This time wasn’t any different. My first bite of the stuff made me regret opening the damn can. I probably would’ve fared better by cooking a box of Kraft Dinner.

This is one aspect of living at home that I don’t like. I don’t have a mental inventory of what’s in the freezer. When I’m off at university, I know what I’ve got, so I can plan meals out pretty effectively. If freezer burned fries and nasty corned beef is any indication, I’m remarkably incapable.

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Gutter mind

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Fri. November 25, 2005

Over in the Life section of www.thestar.com, there’s a picture of a baby breast feeding as part of this week’s head story. The baby isn’t sucking on it, but looks like it’s about to at any moment, meaning that the nipple is exposed. It’s a very interesting composition. I don’t think it’s intended to shock, but more for the purpose of getting people to think.

Now, I pointed this out to a colleague to which he quipped, “ever hear of the term ‘gutter mind’?” Yes, I have, thank you very much. And I seriously don’t see how pointing out that there’s an image of a bare breast in a newspaper exhibits a gutter mind at all–especially when the context of the image is the feeding of an young baby. I think saying I have a gutter mind for that reason is bullshit.

Now, if I said something to the effect of, “man, I’d kill to be that baby right now”, that’s gutter.

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$2 billion for native abuse

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Wed. November 23, 2005

Headline on http://www.thestar.com says: $2 billion for native abuse.

Which makes me wonder, why is the government spending money to beat the natives?

(Yeah yeah, I know what it means. The structure of the headline just bothered me.)

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Airs and Graces

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Tue. November 22, 2005

I’m taking the name of this blog entry from a chapter found in Eats, Shoots & Leaves by Lynne Truss. In that chapter she talks about how she had an inane penpal, and how she totally tried to unglue her by replying, and using a semicolon in her response. I totally laughed out loud upon reading the anecdote, mostly because it’s such a bitchy punctuation freak thing to do. Who writes with semicolons when they’re in their early teens? Hilarious stuff.

I kind of have to admit, after reading the chapter, I became more conscious about using the semicolon: in fact, I’m making efforts to use it where appropriate. Thing is, I think I have this fear of using it incorrectly or seeming pretentious. Before reading the book, I would occasionally toss in a semicolon into emails of MSN chats just for the heck of using one. However, whenever I did, I would sit there looking over the sentence several times over before hitting “Send.” I was a bit paralyzed, wondering, man, I wonder if that’s right. After sending the message, I would fear that the receiver would think of me, being all “what the hell are you going formal on me for?” Again, who the hell writes with semicolons anymore?

Well, the book has given me a little more courage. I’d caring less whether the usage is right. If I think it’s right, it’s probably right. Strangely enough, whenever I use it, I get all tingly and get a feeling similar to what Lynne has have felt when whe wrote that letter to her penpal. Let me ask, is that so wrong?

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Part of the experience

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Tue. November 22, 2005

I’ve been racking my brain lately for some happy material to blog about. I mean, I don’t want this thing to become one of those dark and morose blogs that smack of early adult angst. I know I’ve complained more than once “oh where, oh where the hell is my life headed?” Truly though, should I really be so worried? Whatever the circumstances, my life has always meandered and found its way to exactly where it is supposed to be. How can I judge that? I’m where I should be today because my decisions carried me here.

Happiness, sadness, anger, laughter, whatever emotion–it’s all a part of the experience.

So, consider perhaps that this current bout of uncertainty, lonliness, emptiness, etc. has a purpose. Perhaps I need the uncertainty to ground me and make me choose a direction; maybe I need the lonliness to appreciate the times when I’m with people more; it could be that I need the emptiness to be greatful when I’m satisfied.

All in all, the cosmic message is that I should stop worrying, and take heart: my life will go where it needs to go. I just need to take ownership, knowing that whatever decisions I make are my own.

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Home stretch of November

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Sun. November 20, 2005

It’s scary to think that we’re already in the home stretch of November. I good chunk of this month has been a bit of a blur. It sometimes worries me that big parts almost appear to be missing. I mean, in that blanked out period, what if something happened that was totally out of character or earth-shattering? Ah, but then I would have remembered such things, right? If I would have gotten drunk off my ass, smoked up, and fucked a goat, that would register something. Alas, the blanking out has been more of a sign of tedium.

Another sign to me that the end of the year is fast approaching is the fact that Advent is starting up next week. Advent is the season in the Catholic church running up to Christmas. It lasts for four weeks. Now, that’s a concrete marker for me, mostly because the season is basically a four-week countdown to the day. Four weeks. One month. From Christmas, it’s only a week left before I have to move back to Waterloo. Some radio stations have already switched their playlists over to the seasonal music. I know I mentioned a week ago that the department stores have the holiday muzak going. It makes me feel like staying in bed for the rest of the year wishing for it all to go away.

Damn it, I need to find some way to cheer myself up. Feeling this way isn’t good. Perhaps I need to get lost in some destructive hobby. Hmm.

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Bye bye bikini

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Thu. November 17, 2005

Ah, damn it all to hell. A while ago…don’t know when, I wrote a blog entry called “Optical Illusion”. It had a picture of a woman in a bikini, and it was basically a joke image of some sort. I didn’t think much of posting it, but since then, I think people have taken to direct linking it. Records were showing that it had suddenly become the most popular image on the site with the most accesses. That’s not right. So, just like the pic of Ashl**, this pic is going bye bye.

I have a few options, really. For one thing, I should be a bit more careful about what I post here. Also, I can probably edit my web files to not allow any direct linking. Just…I don’t think I have that type of access to my site. Not sure I want to pay extra just to allow that, know what I mean?

It’s frustrating, but it’s the price of being on the web.

–Interestingly, the big surge came from the image being posted on a popular message board. Kind of funny.

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