Now, it's lost. I mean the TV show Lost.

What? Me? Pumped to get to meet people? Accepting the fact that with people everything you do affects them and they also see who you are. Actually, looking forward to it. Also looking forward to not being shy, and to joining the theatre group :)

Ooh, and about Lost - there's one part when Kate thinks the doctor guy got killed by the p-- the thing they don't know what it is, and she does the same thing that Spock does in The Naked Time when he's trying to not cry...except she counts by ones.

It doesn't take much concentration to count by ones or twos. Try the Fibonacci sequence. I do that to not laugh when I'm being tickled. It doesn't work.

♦ I think when I start watching a TV show knowing that it will come in handy next term, I like it better than if I'm just watching it because I heard it was good.

Like Firefly. That was great. Since there were so few episodes, I watched it occasionally, and had just watched the last episode (and special features) when we started to learn about Serenity in class. Perfect timing.

Now, it's Lost.

As I may have mentioned once or twice, I didn't get into residence. (Did I already mention that?) But that might have actually been good for me - if I'd got into residence I wouldn't have met so many people already and wouldn't be so pumped to meet people. I'd probably feel out of the loop, ironically.

There was a discussion on the facebook group, suggesting that any fans of Lost could get together on Thursdays and go to someone's room and watch Lost.

I commented on the discussion (without mentioning that I'd never seen Lost before) and added that I'd bring chocolate (someone else already said they'd bring popcorn). I left a link to the Ted.com talk about the Mystery Box.

So today I went on Surfthechannel and watched Pilot (1) and Pilot (2) of Lost. I like Kate, she seems like a good person, and practical. And seems like she is starting over after her..interesting..back story.

So I'm now a fan of Lost, and am looking forward to scheduling in time on Thursday to hang out with friends I will make in residence.

Also, I just lost the game :)

I predict that eventually cheesiness will come back in style

"da da da da da da da da da DA DA BUM BUM BUM BUM BUM BUM BUM SPOCK NO!" --sedative3145

Image © star trek

♦ On youtube, they have the fight scene from the Star trek episode Amok Time. The person who uploaded it described it as "Quite cheesy by today's standards."

It's interesting to see how different this is from shows nowadays - less special effects, and therefore more relying on the actors. This scene certainly could have been better, but it still tells the story.

This is the sort of thing that you might find parodied in Monty Python or something. It appears to not work anymore to do it straight, and that it has to be in a parody...

Yet this fight scene made me laugh, and I am blogging about it right now. There has to be something to it. Something remotely marketable.

I think that sometime in the future (after the current trend of people incessantly quoting monty python gets old) we'll see this sort of cheesiness played straight again. Just a tiny bit.

Making it cheesy on purpose, just like when I say "yeah, right" in a non-sarcastic tone. To confuse people and make them laugh.

Also to evoke the same sort of style as the movies of the past.

It seems like somebody in the future will get the idea to resurrect old cheesiness and cliches. I mean, the fashion industry can get away with dresses like this one.

"Ça, c'est le Meaning of Life"

"Ça, c'est le Meaning of Life" is from the song at the start of Monty Python and the Meaning of Life. Speaking of Monty Python, there was this funny video on youtube of the song "Knights of the Round Table" and Star Trek... "Camelot!" "Camelot!" "Camelot!" "..It's only a model."

(Guess who, from the original series, was shown as if he was saying "it's only a model.")

But that wasn't what I was meaning to talk about. Neither was the fact that the actors playing the characters in the new movie look a lot like the ones in the original series. Or that Captain Kirk looks a bit like a younger version of my math teacher in grade 7.

Anyway, currently having watched 2 and a half episodes of TOS and 0 episodes of TNG, I'd have to say Spock > Data. As in more interesting.

♦ People have an interesting way of remembering things. We are more likely to remember how we felt at a certain time rather than specific details.

"And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient, though the specifics might be vague.

I'll say your camisole's a sprightly light magenta when in fact it was a nappy bluish gray"

- the song July July, by the Decemberists.

Since we remember things by emotions, it seems emotions are important. Maybe the vulcans are wrong about this. Maybe Data is right.

Maybe it's even part of the meaning of life. To do things for the experience, or a sense of wonder - to travel and see the world, or go away for university, or whatever. We don't want to miss out on the experience of any of these things.

The details are only important how they affect you. You don't need to get caught up in all the little details. Who cares if her camisole was a sprightly light magenta or if it was bluish gray?

Monavie açaï juice, seems friggen awesome

I gave up on downloading the original series of star trek and decided to download individual episodes. I couldn't find episode 2 or 3 but i'm downloading episode 4 (which i think is actually 5). It's 59% downloaded. I just raised one eyebrow, without trying.

One thing I'm really looking forward to is Spock's struggle with his not-so-logical human side. I think he's a more interesting character than Data. Actually, I found something on the internet about that - 100 reasons why Spock is better than Data.

There's also a Star Trek movie coming out in 2009. I'm looking forward to seeing it. I think. I haven't watched any of the series yet but I'm still looking forward to seeing the movie. I'm also looking forward to seeing Outlander (I'm going to watch that more than once, looking in the crowd to see if I can find any of my friends). Ah...I'm getting a little off topic here. Freeze ray.

Now, to the topic of eyeballs...

Image nabbed from the internets.

♦ Someone my parents know was telling them about this juice, MonaVie - made with a bunch of different fruits (primarily açaï, which is a berry full of good stuff like antioxidants).

It's expensive (a hundred bucks for a few bottles) but apparently supports people who pick the berries and has some money go towards some sort of conservation thing.

The berries are processed (crushed up) within hours of picking them, so they don't lose any of their nutrients. You only drink a bit of it at a time because it's so thick, but it gives you a lot of your reccomended fruit intake for the day.

I am, as is logical to be, skeptical about it. I think the miraculous testimonials are partly the placebo effect, because the brain is powerful.

But it's good for your eyes. It has a variety of fruits, including acai and pomegranites. And sight is the most important thing.

Je suis arrivée, j'ai vu, et j'ai bloggé

Is this considered old-school html now? <font face="georgia" size="4">?

I'm spending the morning switching over to the layout i was using on wordpress, except on blogger... Blogger is the html equivalent of a grammar nazi - if you don't close your tags it just won't save. If you type in for the font "normal 12px "Arial", Sans-serif" it won't let you save it because you have to put normal normal 100%...

It's looking pretty similar. I'm gonna write myself a list of things to do...

• Put up links to pages (about me, etc)
• Put up blogroll and make the title georgia size 4.
• Make stuff line up. i'm putting stuff in german on purpose because i think that's pretty shiny.
• Blog about interesting stuff :)

Blogger > wordpress, for someone who's a little bit clueless

Hogwarts >> Carleton, because they have enough residences.

♦ So. Today I decided to spend some time and update my wordpress from 2.5 to 2.6, as it is always reminding me to do.

Not the best idea. I blame it on the ftp thing... I thought I'd saved a copy of the way it was before just in case I messed it up but it turned out I'd only saved a copy of the folder not the files in it.

So I'm going to be using blogger now. I didn't lose much - the only thing that sucks is that I lost the comments :(

I'm going to transfer the entries over here over the week, and whatever comments i had saved. Blogger wins over wordpress! I kind of like the look of wordpress a little better but blogger is customizable and doesn't confuse the heck out of me with MySQL.

Friday Batman Blogging

This wasn't originally what I was going to put for my Friday X Blogging, but I went to watch this movie last night. I'd only heard good things about it, and it lived up to my expectations.

Image from wikipedia.

♦

Heath Ledger used what is called method acting to get into the character of the Joker for the movie The Dark Knight - and there is some speculation that he might have gone too far and got too much into the role.

"To prepare for the role, Ledger lived alone in a hotel room for a month, formulating the character's posture, voice and psychology, and kept a diary, in which he recorded the Joker's thoughts and feelings to guide himself during his performance." --Wikipedia

It worked brilliantly, but sadly Heath Ledger died afterwards.

I remember seeing that in a magazine and realizing that he was only 10 years older than I am. It was the first time I'd actually thought "holy shit this person was young."

RIP Heath Ledger.

And I'd totally suggest you go see the movie if you haven't so far. It was kind of violent (but what can you expect), but lived up to all the good things I'd heard about it.

i reckon its again my turn to win some or learn some

Comments were lost :( Also, there still is a chance that I might get in to this apartment, which would be shiny.

♦ You might have heard me yelling at one point about the housing at the University where I'm going, and how they really should let someone from out of province have more of a chance to get in residence than someone from the same city, and other idealistic notions like that.

A few days ago I found a listing on the website, for a really good place - close to the university, with an ideal mode of transportation, and a nice place, needs three people and I was talking to three people earlier, and they are looking for people who don't plan on partying all the time.

For two days after that I focussed on obsessively refreshing my email and facebook, and being more organized than ever, coordinating getting someone to go look at it for me and explaining it to three other people (one of them I told slightly less information and I'll ask her if one of the other two don't want to).

I haven't been so focussed since the day before the math exam when I had realized that as my second last exam (last one I knew I could do well on) I needed to do well on.

Unfortunately, since this is such an awesome place, there were a lot of people interested. I could not coordinate the three of us (without being able to find out phone numbers) from left right and centre of Canada, in time to beat the others to it.

Part way through the second day, the person who owned the house was still being helpful but said "you might want to check out the listings on the off-campus website or craigslist." My parents were optimistic and just ignored it.

It occured to me to think that I'm doing everything I can and if I still didn't get in, I'd have nothing I could possibly wish I'd done differently. It was like a blitzkrieg - everything from facebook messaging one girl's sister to see if she could tell her younger sister to go check her email.

But evidently it wasn't enough, and was it everything I could do?

That night I decided it wasn't. I still had one thing left I could do - and was going to pull all the stops.

Everybody else was asleep and I snuck down to the basement. I carefully and silently moved the washing machine slightly out of the way and opened up the trap door underneath it. As I went down the ladder I pulled the washing machine back as close to the way it had been before.

I'd only been through the secret passageways once before, and it was much different with the tiny flashlight I had. I followed it parallel with the road, ignoring the places it branched off. Finally I got to the familiar place - another trap door. I knew that if I had gone the right distance, this would lead me to long thin open field with a bunch of rusty old car parts at one end.

At least what looked like a bunch of rusty old car parts.

I climbed out of the trap door - I'd estimated right, which was a relief. I went over to the car parts and pressed a certain part in the rusted out motor, which opened up yet another trap door and revealed a small airplane that was painted to blend in perfectly with the car parts.

I stepped in the plane and drove down the field which was now a runway. It was silent, run on batteries which were constantly recharged by geothermal power and always replaced. Soon the airplane was high enough (there were no clouds but since the airplane didn't have much light inside it still couldn't be seen).

Looking down I could see distinct geographical features, then turned in the right direction and flew nonstop for hours.

I slowed before I got to the rocky mountains, and circled down, landing in Alberta. I looked at the list of names and then put on a ninja suit, and went to the first person's house. I knocked on her door in the middle of the night and surprisingly it was her that answered it. I grabbed her hand and brought her to the airplane.

We flew halfway across the country again and flitted around Ontario finding the other people, then I led all of them to the doorstep of this person who has the apartment (I had changed back out of the ninja outfit).

I quickly explained to this person which two people were with me, and that we were the ones who were the most interested in living there in September. The others nodded in choreographed agreement.

The landlord agreed and assured us that it would be the three of us, and we thanked him and walked back to the airplane. I flew everybody home, hid the plane, went through the tunnel and arrived through the trap door in the early morning light.

Now I'm pretty tired.

Contact lenses that could save your vision? Count me in

I don’t usually blog about news items. I don’t usually see the point.

♦ I was checking my email and saw a link to an article called “Could a Contact Lens Save Your Vision?”

It says,

“By applying electrically conductive, antibiotic nanosilver particles to contact lenses, researchers at the University of California, Davis, can continuously map the pressure inside a human eye while administering medication directly and painlessly into it.”

All of a sudden I want to get contacts. Contacts with nanosilver particles.

In the meantime I’m going to go look up what is good for your eyes - what increases pressure and what reduces pressure.

Friday Dr Horrible Blogging

(Image is a screenshot from Dr Horrible.) ♦ I’ve been watching Dr. Horrible’s Sing Along Blog this week, and it’s silly but still worth watching. It’s cute. "We’re a couple weeks away from having a real, audible conversation."

emotions are alien to me, i'm a scientist

Fascinating { ó ô }

I can't wait for Star Trek to finish downloading (Current progress: 0%).

Here's a wonderful part of an episode, on youtube: from "The Naked Time". Wow. Just, wow.

Spock is interesting because he hides his feelings (and so do I), he appeals to logic (so do I) and he thinks war is illogical (true, what good comes out of killing each other?)

So, I'm similar to him. I don't have the ears, but I do have uneven eyebrows. Not nearly as impressive as Spock's eyebrows, but still...

A story idea with a Switzerland-planet

I just looked at my site on Firefox, and realized that the pictures that are in divs that are positioned using float:left or float:right are not showing up. Anybody else see that problem? In my About me page, there should be a picture at the bottom. Tell me if it isn’t there!

A story idea. Over on this website, they say "any bum can tell you a story" but it’s more difficult to actually write it. So, to any writers, if you want to take my Switzerland-planet and write a story about it, then that’s shiny!

♦ It was an asteroid, small but dense and difficult to get to. It was pleasant enough with its mountain ranges and pools of water ice at high altitudes warmed by internal geothermal forces. The gravity was a little more than that of the Earth but only a few of the older people remembered 9.81m/s2, anyway.

Everyone from the tropical mountains (completely shrouded in trees) to the northern desolate icy mountains, was trained in defense. All one milion of them as they turned 18. They didn’t need it because only the best pilots could get through the stormy upper atmosphere, dodging between electric sparks and water-ice pellets. It was unlikely that they’d be attacked by any sort of large army - not to mention that their planet was small, and not the most likely thing that the empires would fight over.

Ainoa

Ainoa has no wikipedia page.

♦ One thing I like about learning things on the internet, is that it offers instant gratification.

If I read in someone's blog about something, I can read more about it by googling it. If I read about a movie, I can usually find it on surfthechannel or at least clips from it on youtube.

Image from AINOA.net.

But there's one movie I cannot find, and I really want to see. It's called Ainoa. It seems like everything I would want in a movie.

It was filmed in the Austrian Alps, and has beautiful photography.

It's about a robot-girl Ainoa. It's science fiction, blurring the line between machine and human. And it has time travel or altering time somehow.

It's not a big ol' hollywood movie. It's small. Instead of focussing on profits, they focus on the movie.

"It's not a question of cost, but a question of will to tell such a story."

All of this stuff inspires me. And maybe it's a good thing I can't find it conveniently on the internet. Maybe I could buy it, and support their company. (Ooh, novel idea)

It's made in Austria, and it's in German. I know...what, 5 words...in German. I think it would be amazing to read up on the story and see if I can understand what's going on without subtitles. Then watch it with subtitles.

they won’t have to destroy us. they’ll be us.

I am starting to teach myself spanish, from the multitude of resources on the internet. So far it seems like it will be easier than I anticipated, because I can piece together some things from the french and english that I already know.

I have a friend who went to Costa Rica to volunteer to help sea turtles, and I think I want to go next year. She said it would have been so much easier if she'd learned spanish.

This name idea generator is amusing. Some things I got were jadeize, silverality, cyanient, coralopoly, jadient, indigonik. "Cyanient" sort of sounds like sentient...

"They’re perfect creatures and in that way they couldn’t be less human." Image and quote from the Sarah Connor Chronicles.

♦ I was looking around on Youtube and found a video of Summer Glau dancing in Terminator: the Sarah Connor Chronicles.

She's an amazing dancer. It's inspiring me to dance!

When I first watched Firefly, I didn't think she was exceptionally attractive, partly due to the fact that River Tam is crazy and always scared. But after Serenity and now watching that clip from the Sarah Connor Chronicles, I realize that her dancing makes her beautiful. And she makes her dancing beautiful.

I like stories about machines that look like people, act like people, and feel things like people. Their struggles to come to terms with this.

They’re perfect creatures and in that way they couldn’t be less human. There are things machines will never do. They cannot possess faith, they cannot commune with God, they cannot appreciate beauty, they cannot create art. If they ever learn these things, they won’t have to destroy us. They’ll be us. --Sarah Connor Chronicles

I'm looking forward to watching this (I'm going to leave Battlestar Galactica for a while - it's good, but it's no Firefly!)

It was beautiful out today! I went outside and danced with bare feet on the grass, and it was fun. Good things come to those who don't waste all their time blogging!

I can’t think of an original title that says “I’m planning on not posting as much as I was”

♦ I took a step back and looked at my blog. I wondered if it would be something I would read if I were someone else.

1. Am I writing about some interest I might have in common with other people? Not so much anymore, I’ve been writing a lot about me. I only like reading about people’s lives if they’ve done something extraordinary.
2. Did I do anything extraordinary? No, it all seems very ordinary. To me at least.

When life hands
you lemons, dye
them interesting
colours. image
from photobucket.

So I’m taking a step back. I’m going to post only a couple times a week, and before I do I’ll think it through more carefully. It seems like I don’t have any new ideas.

I also want to learn how to write satire. The only problem is that I’m still a little fuzzy on what satire is (I’m good with irony though). I think satire is when you write something that shows off and kinda pokes fun at the flaws of institutions or people.

There’s even a Carnival of Satire, so we can all take our satire-writing very seriously.

Regarding languages

The name Kaylee is a nice name. If I were to name a child after a character on TV or in a book, it would probably be Kaylee (certainly not Hermione). It would just be an added bonus she would be sharing a name with Kaylee in Firefly, who is such a kind and happy character.

A while ago, I saw a kid in skating who is about 5 or 6 years old, whose name was Kaylee Ann. I decided that if I for some reason were to be talking to her mom, I would discreetly slip “shiny” into my sentence. Which I usually do anyway.

I just met someone who is 24 or 25 and whos name is Kaylee. Which is shiny.

Here's a screenshot of the wordpress blog... it was nice. If i can find a blogger layout like that I'll probably use it.

♦ I was meandering through the wordpress layouts on the internet, and this one caught my eye. I’ve always wanted one that looked like rice paper or hemp paper or otherwise imperfect looking. So I downloaded it and uploaded everything to the folder, and it’s in german!

I think it would be neat to learn german and travel around to Germany, Austria, and Switzerland. Again, but this time take my time and visit the less tourist-infested places.

Actually, come to think of it, we did visit some non-touristey places.

<begin reminiscing>

When we were in Austria (Innsbruck?) we stayed at a place that must have been near a farm because in the morning it smelled like manure. But it was pretty neat - I was in a room with three other girls, and one of them wrote with really tiny writing in her journal - and we could look over the balcony at the people in the room below us who were also from the group.

Looking back, that was the hotel room where Amanda found bugs in the bathroom crawling out from behind a tile or something. It was really early in the morning, but the consensus was that she didn’t dream it.

</end reminiscing, because I always close my tags>

So, as I was saying, I’d like to visit there again and experience the different culture.

Moving, temporarily

This is wordpress.org not wordpress.com - it's more customizable.

♦ I think I'm going to give Wordpress a try, and start blogging at http://paralian.freehostia.com/wordpress/.

I found a really neat layout. I do like this layout I have on blogger better than this new one, but I don't want to get bored.

So...I'm moving over there. I really am a very fidgety blogger :) I will also be turning over a new leaf and trying to be concise...

The key to being happy and all

Methinks I want to listen to more of Josh Ritter. Methinks I might move my blog back to wordpress, because I figured out how to get wordpress.org to work - customizable! woohoo.

Image from photobucket.
I treat photobucket images
all as stock photos, regardless.

Am I making all the right moves
Am I singing you the right blues --Josh Ritter

♦ Have I just turned the meaning of life into chemistry and brain science?

On the lululemon bags, it says "Do one thing a day that scares you." (Ooh, they have their whole manifesto here, it's nice and happy.)

While I don't think you have to do something big every day, it makes you feel great to do something small every week. Invite your friends out and organize it (which I'm still overly proud of), try to be more honest in your blog, do your hair a little differently, go camping, or sit in closer proximity to a boy than you've ever been.

Not something scary, just something fulfilling.

I wouldn't be able to sustainably live from weekend to weekend, going through the motions of working during the week and then getting drunk during the weekend.

I thrive on variety. (I suppose that when I start having sex I'll have to get myself a copy of that Kama sutra book and try out different positions.)

I have a bunch of things I want to do, that will keep my life with variety and a kind of story arc. To keep the unexpected happy neurotransmitters going.

Not in any particular order, just things to look forward to in my life - like losing my virginity, travelling somewhere (hopefully the rainforest) to help people, moving away to university and living with people in an apartment and having a whiteboard like this one, joining the theatre group at the university.

Eventually, settling down and raising a family, and all that jazz...razmatazz. There's so much I could do. I could develop pictures in a darkroom, I could learn glass blowing, or to play the harp. I could learn Chinese calligraphy, or how to swear in mandarin. How to swing dance. I could learn martial arts, and keep doing ballet. Or slackrope walking.

I could choreograph a dance to the whole thing of The Island/Come and See/The Landlord's Daughter/You'll not Feel the Drowning and dance at different times of the day down by the beach and videotape it.

That's the key to being happy: to not be too stressed out about life, but not be bored with life. Keep doing healthy new things. If I remember correctly from bio class, this releases the neurotransmitter dopamine into your synapses between your neurons and makes you happy.

Speaking of Dopamine, Hannelore in this Questionable Content is so
amazingly like me. She's amazingly like me almost all the time!

Something to watch while at work

♦ This looks really interesting. This is the golden age of the internet. We're living in the freaking golden age of the internet and youtube and stuff!

Six degrees of separation, and wanting to help people for some reason

I never really knew what six degrees of separation was (I thought it was an interconnected network between everyone in the world, modelled in some advanced computer program).

Really, you think of two seemingly unrelated things, and in six steps you can go from thinking about one thing to thinking about the other.

♦ These couple paragraphs are probably not as fun to read as they were to write. Skip them unless you want to read a train of thought on a collision course.

<Start incoherent paragraphs>

Today for lunch, I decided to get something different than usual, and got chile. It wasn't very chilly at all, in fact it was really warm. However, someone I knew went to Chile as part of some teaching thing, and even though it's pretty far south, it's far enough south that it's chilly.

This person is now working with a circus. That makes me think of the Decemberists song My Mother was a Chinese Trapeze artist. That song makes me think of an idea I had for my webcomic. My webcomic is fairly unoriginal and isn't going to last very long (I mean I have ideas for it but I'd have to spend a lot of time drawing). It's also kinda very much inspired by QC. Speaking of QC, I finished reading them - at least I got back to the first comic I read. I started reading Questionable content at probably the second most drama-filled strip. I remember I thought Sven was a girl, which was pretty interesting. That kind of reminds me of that song that always seems to be on the radio ("I kissed a girl and I liked it"). Which reminds me of the fact that I keep planning on requesting a song on the radio (I was thinking My Mother Was a Chinese Trapeze artist) probably on the twenty-whatever'th of July which is the somethingth anniversary of Apollo 11, "Man on the Moon" by REM and "This is my one small step" by Great Big Sea. I can't think of a third one to go with it. Why are these things always in threes? Why is three a magic number ("yes it is, it's a magic number; Somewhere in the veil of ancient history"). Yes, I'm quoting School House Rock. I remember there was a character called Interplanet Janet, who looked kind of like a stacie doll I had (Stacie is Barbie's little sister). Interplanet Janet reminds me of when we were on the swings at the park last night, and one of my friends said that if you swing too high you'll disappear into a black hole, or at least have enough momentum to travel into space. Swinging on the swings reminds me of my childhood, which reminds me of kelly dolls and Stacie dolls.

</End incoherent paragraphs>

So, what was I really going to talk about? Starving kids in Africa.

I was at the dentist's office and he had the radio on or the news, and it was an interview with this woman who was in Somalia (or somewhere) with some UN thing, helping people.

That's the kind of stuff we need on the news, more people helping and less people hurting.

Listening to that got me daydreaming about doing some volunteering/travelling. Someone I know went somewhere and helped build houses for people, the girl who went to Chile had just done education in University and was teaching them english and doing extracurricular activities for them like dance. A friend of mine from school, Allison, went to Costa Rica for something with Sea turtles.

I think it would be a win-win situation, as long as it was somewhere safe. I want to do something like that. I'd have to learn a little spanish if I were to go where Allison went, but it's kinda rainforesty so it would be totally worth it.

Hola, I'm Dora?

My life has a story arc, and it's what keeps me happy

I'm not sure how coherent this is at 2:30 in the morning. I find my writing of fiction inspires me more in these wee hours of the morning, but I'm not sure how my sentence structure is faring.

Image from photobucket.

♦ It seems like people don't really analyse the logistics of organizing a night out with friends. Or at least initiating one then letting it go from there.

First I have to have a resolve. Yes, I want to go out with my friends. Because my friends are awesome and I enjoy spending time with them (I♥all of you).

Thursday's a good day for me. It was when we had book club before that stopped, and on Fridays people usually go out and go to the bar or something and on Wednesdays I have something else on. Tuesday was a holiday so that was weird. Monday is too close to the previous weekend.

So I pick a day, and it's Thursday. Thursdays are very nice days, I can get the hang of them quite well.

On Monday I go on msn and suggest to someone the idea, to see if anyone's interested. I listen to her tone of voice (or more likely their tone of typing) and she seems genuinely interested.

Tuesday, as I said before, was July 1st, and a holiday. I be lazy.

On Wednesday I talk on msn with someone else, the person who usually knows what's going on all the time and is awesome at planning a night out. She thinks it's a good idea because she feels like she hasn't seen us in forever either. She suggests people, and tells me to tell her when it's more figured out, but leaves me to do the figuring.

I figure that I can't think of anything else to do, so it's out for coffee...or smoothies because it's warm out. I've been reading lots of Questionable Content, so of course I thought of the coffee shop first.

On Thursday, I sit and read Questionable Content comics all day. I also scan a bunch of drawings. I'm on msn but the two people I've already told aren't online.

After work, I go shopping with my sister, and then get home and resign myself to probably staying in despite my efforts. Note that this step can probably be omitted.

I go on msn, to see if there's a chance - I mean it's not really that big a deal, I can improvise, if there are three of us and we want more people to come out we can call them, it doesn't have to be set in stone beforehand. In fact it's best if it's not set in stone beforehand.

I get talking to the second person I was talking to, and all of a sudden I'm talking to five people, and juggling this - it goes from maybe to probably to I'm giving these three people a ride there, and one more person a ride home who is walking there, and two more people driving from their place, then to I'll be leaving in just a few minutes I have to get changed out of my pyjamas.

It's worth it. Totally worth it because we had an awesome time.

Artsy fartsy person attacks scanner

Just lots of pictures.

♦ I drew this around the time of the dance show, when I bought new sharpies. Om nom nom nom.

♦ In the book World War Z, the characters on the space station say that it's not surprising that the environmental movement and space travel started around the same time (aha I had been wondering what people in space would do in that book). And it would also give you a broader perspective of peace too. Mm, coherent.

♦ It's a character on one of Saturn's freaking moons. Yay.

♦ It was the may 24th weekend, which oddly enough didn't fall on the 24th, and we went camping. It was really fun. At this point, I was eating chocolate granola bars for breakfast.

♦ Whilst working at the helpdesk, I decided that I was going to take a break from my blog.

♦ It actually doesn't bother me, but I'd rather configure wireless for someone who is staying for a longer period of time. Doing wireless is something to do instead of doing nothing.

♦ This person always has nice pictures on her facebook because her friend is a photographer. 99 red balloons go by.

♦ At the helpdesk earlier this summer.

♦ Geek is the correct term, when one is referring to someone who's really interested in something, and maybe a little socially inept. Nerds are all-around smart at school stuff, and a little socially inept. Dorks don't have such redeeming qualities, they're just socially inept. And whale penises.

♦ A year or two ago I saw this woman in the park who had a slackrope, and I think it's awesome and I'd like to try that because it must make you have amazing balance and awareness of what way your body's moving.

♦ Book club. We were chatting on msn with someone. I didn't know 1-point perspective when I drew this, apparently.

♦ Kind of like Sailor Mercury. Smart and logical. And blue hair. Can't forget the blue hair!

♦ If I'd known this was going to work out so well, I might have left room for the rest of her face. Or maybe that's what's good about it :)

♦ A character called Bella in a story I was going to write.

♦ This is a drawing of the sailor scouts as real people. Sailor Mercury especially seems interesting because she's so smart but not used to dealing with people.

♦ This is based on a story by Pacian. I haven't read many of his stories but this is my favourite of the ones I've read. It would be nice to be that un-materialistic.

♦ A doodle on the corner of a piece of paper turned out ok.

♦ If I ever felt like having a home made colouring sheet for canskate, here's it.

♦ Or another option.

♦ And here's the last one.

Book Club One

I have a comic on DrunkDuck, which is a really neat site - you can have forums, a blog, and a comic all on the same site, and edit the html. It's pretty awesome, and if I wasn't content with my blogspot blog I'd move everything over there...This is why I'm not a webcomic artist. More pages will be added sporadically when I feel like it. I have ideas for the story, but webcomics take a surprising length of time to draw. Thirty three more to go.

Another link

I am a little proud to have come up with the idea to get together with my friends tomorrow and go for coffee or something, and that it's a good idea. Chiya thinks up idea for hanging out with friends and actually goes through with it.

I've never quite figured out how to pronounce Kuiper Belt, I keep thinking it has an L in there somewhere.

Image from www.stuffsucks.com.

♦ Why did I not just look and see if there were any pictures especially for linking? I dunno.

I was reading QC, and there was a well done guest comic (but that would suck if that's how Questionable Content ended).

There was a link to Dinosaur Comics, and www.stuffsucks.com. I'd never heard of Stuff Sucks, and kind of liked the name - I've been trying to get rid of a lot of the stuff in my room and kind of want to live more simply.

I started poking around on the website and found out she likes dance, and has curly hair. Yay. Next time I'll actually read some of the comic.

EDIT: Actually, it doesn't look like there's much activity in the comic, just the blog and the remains of a once mighty webcomic. Or something. Still, her hair interests me. It's not very often that I find someone whose hair naturally has more character than mine. And she can pull it off, I wonder if I can...

Chemistry

"You've [not] catalyzed a titration that's nebulized my mind".

♦ You seem like a really nice guy and you seem to like me, and I find that interesting. You're a decent looking guy, you look like how I'd pictured a boyfriend to be when I have one. I think I will try dating you. Sort of as an experiment.

It's probably not the best thing, but I do enjoy his company. And I'm going away less than two months from now.

He was playing with my hair while we were watching a (hilarious) movie. It was kind of nice - I've always been worried that my hair would feel gross with shampoo residue.

The great thing about not loving him, is that I can tell myself I don't really care what he thinks. And just concentrate on being nice and doing things right.

I'll be worrying about making all the right moves (& am I singing you the right blues?) but I'll be able to do so efficiently and logically, instead of distracted by irrational feelings.

This is almost like a quick tutorial on how to act around someone you're dating. Information I'd like to know before I go away for University, because when I go away I plan to fall in love. And not have to worry about little things like do I put my arm around him, and if so around the small of his back or his shoulders? Little things.

Secondly, I don't believe many people can truly say they are gay or lesbian, unless they have tried to love someone of the opposite sex. Maybe it is just the familiarity of the same sex that makes you attracted to them...despite obviously being attracted to them.

So I'm going to give this a try for a couple of months, learn what it's like to go out with someone, and figure out if I'm a lesbian. It will end neatly, because I'll be halfway across the country at the end of August.

I am kind of a calculating little bitch. But a nice calculating little bitch.

Happy Canada Day.