My toes are cold
otherwise, I feel well. dinner was boring, chemistry felt lovely because I knew what was going on so much, and I think I need to eat more meat and vegetables. I mostly just eat granola cookies, muffins, and french vanilla coffee. Not that I'm complaining about that, mind you.
Oh, and good news. I have calculated that I have enough money for my tuition next semester, plus a bit. so all the money on my paychecks can in fact go to coffee and muffins, and maybe some clothes or electrical components or something.
hey, i just realized something fantastic. y'know all that taking junk electrical things apart and looking at their insides? I totally can use the tiny little parts inside them to do things now. I feel like I've grown as a person since I was 12, becuase of this. hurray!
anyhow, on to the important things.
I got the heat to make your feet move to the beat
And if you sing come on and get up outta ya seat
Uh, ah, yeah
Don't worry about what people think
Get on the floor and let your soul take control
Oh, ah, yeah
that was lyrics to a song by jessica, a band. I think that is their only english song, as the rest I found were in french.
in similiar news,
Ingredients2 oz. Tanqueray Gin
3 oz. Fruit Punch (Preferably Frutopia)
4 oz. Orange Juice
Mixing InstructionMix and drink.
is the recipe for a drink named jessica. isn't that a fantastic name for a drink?
finally, yay jessica, and I posted a post from september the twelth that I had accidentally (I assume) saved as a draft instead of publishing. whacky, yeah?
There is only one kind of life that matters- Dalek life!
heavy flow? feeling blue? I know what can cure even you.
dalek porn!anyhow, work was really nice. everyone was pleasant, even
(name!). her sense of humour is venemous at times, but she can actually be pleasant to work with. As was everyone else. hurrah!
oh, and kari forgot some buns in the oven when she left, and they stayed in just long enough to be extra crispy outside and still yummy inside. so, I got 10 of them. yay free sustenance. I will have a peanut butter and jam sandwich tomorrow, I believe.
bedtime now. I should do some english or something in the morning. and think of a subject for my research essay. self replicating machines, maybe. or soap.
nighty night.
piss on you, indeed.
I got called in to replace someone this evening at tim hortons, and something terrible happened. two terrible things, in fact. I got my first and second bad customers in the fast food industry.
the first one was a terrible old lady who shrieked "I'm SICK AND TIRED of seeing all these messy tables around here!!!". she might have gotten more points for sincerity if she and her friend had stormed out in a huff *before* finishing their coffee and donuts.
the second one was easier. there was a lineup of people, with a person at each counter. I helped the one who had been there longer, and apparently hadn't been helped. no one around him expected it when he screamed "Well piss on you then!" and stormed out of the store. the other customers looked relieved.
so, to summarize, working at tim hortons nearly a month into the school year sucks some serious ass.
and I've had people who have been to mala and uvic confirm, for all those who doubted: mathmatica rocks! matlab sucks serious ass!
-Jimmy
Blend a quarter cup of butter with the herbs, microwave for 5 seconds, then brush over the chicken.
I have two assignments due this wednesday. an english grammer assignment (yay! grammar!) and a chem prelab. my, what a fun-filled evening I have ahead of me.
grammar time and hammer time rhyme wonderfully.
the scariest event related to 9/11 was when a usa general went on cnn and said "It's hammer time in iraq! I repeat, it's hammer time!". I'm not kidding, he actually said that. the most powerful military on the planet is lead by an mc hammer wannabe.
we're all so screwed.
speaking of which, I'm not getting any. I blame the republican party of america. those jerks.
heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. I just noticed this was saved as a draft instead of published. this one is reasonably old.
everything's clear
oh bob marley, I love your groovy tunes.
today, I went to classes. lev is a surprisingly awesome calculus teacher. I guess no one can make matrix algebra good, in his defense for last year.
I had some peach tea this evening. It was very nice.
Sometimes I say hi to people in public, and they walk right by without acknowledging me. I wonder if I spoke too quietly, or they were pissed at me. both are occasionally the case, so I can never be quite sure.
I've decided to use the word ass more. It's a personal goal.
all is well, hope you are.
owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
my right foot has that pins and needles feeling. otherwise, I'm great. but it won't go away. I shake my foot, I try to move my foot, nothing seems to make it go away. it's been a few minutes now. I don't know how, but I've developed really bad circulation since I started exercising. when I sit a lot, my but and feet get pins and needles feelings. when I sleep, I wake up with my arms feeling the same. even a few minutes of sitting on a limb makes it go that way. my body is out of control! who knew regular exercise could have such an effect!
anyhow, going to value village some time soon (hey, it's only a 5 minute walk from school. convenient) I'll see if I can pick up some bright colourful clothing. we live in BC. why can it possibly be hard to find acid trip coloured clothing?
oh, and school. yay boring crap! I had no problem with the first month or two of classes last year, so all this review is less interesting. even chemistry!
gonna go lift that horizontal bar with weights on the side, that you lift while laying down. bench pressing maybe? it'll be fun. I'll bring tea.
bye bye
Murray
tomorrow, my year begins
first day of classes will start in 10.5 hours. I have comp sci at 8:30, then chemistry. comp sci will be nothing but noise pollution when I could have been sleeping, but you gotta show on the first day or the teacher might boot you out of the class. chem should be nice. I get to see sandra again (teacher, had her last year), and a new batch of dental hygene students. should be nice. after that, I need to pick up a semester buspass, my record of enrolment to send to student loans canada so they don't start charging me interest, then my day is free. I'll probably check out the new library, get some overpriced delicious coffee, then read up on biology or history or the most obscure book I can find. I hope they did something about the bathroom on the second floor. whenever the toilet is flushed, everyone studing hears it. last year, somebody always put an out-of-order sign up so they could get some peace. it worked
life is nice. could always be better, but it's definetly enough to make me happy.
peace, y'all
I have not updated this blog in nearly two months.
my apologies. now, since then I've...
quit mcdonalds. hurray! transistion from a mcjob to... another mcjob! this time, at tim hortons. rock on, and so forth. I quit about a month ago, when tim hortons offered to hire me. that made me happy. the hours are better (which doesn't say much, but still).
my last blog post, that was the far past. my last paragraph, that was the near past. now, on to the present.
it's the beginning of september, school starts in 2 days. I'm going back to engineering at malaspina. grades sucked last year, I'm trying to make them not suck now. I still am interested in engineering, so changing majors just isn't something I want to do. mommy still wants me to be an electrician!
I still work at tim hortons. yesterday, I worked my last shift of fulltime work. from now on, I work weekends only. I have 2 3-11 shifts next weekend. those are alright shifts, the uber-bitchy people get off work at 3, and everyone left is actually cool. except (this is a spacer where an incriminating name would otherwise go!), who's too perverse to be cool. I'm sorry man (or woman, for the sake of vagueness, but it's a guy), but you're just too something or other.
(Blank) is gone, down to university of victoria. he misses friends (that's us kiddies!), he misses but will never again want to see other friends, and is heading into the beginning of the year with a serious, kinda negative stream of comments. but I'm not worried about him. he did the same last year, and he gained a large number of friends that he's going back to now. he'll have fun, in small doses, he'll work hard and it will pay off, and overall he'll be happy and swollen with pride, like a lion fat and rollable after eating more than it's own bodyweight in raw meat.
I'll miss him, he's my best friend despite living elsewhere and having other friends more huggable and helpful than I. he's going on to better things though, as he deserves, and I'll just have to work through 8 months of bitchy harrasment andheavy study loads, to oneday follow in his footsteps (as it were) down to uvic. and I know I can, and will, do that.
blogging really eases my mind. it gets facts and feelings out in the open, without drama, as they belong I guess.
on the subject of my life in nanaimo: my friends... what a mess. (blank) still has feelings for me, I'm pretty sure. she doesn't say anything, and I don't say anything, and we still hang out sometimes, but there's this awkward tension that I don't know what to do with. as before, I think I'll keep doing nothing. It can't be ignored, and I know no way to deal with it other than to stop being her friend. and that's not worth it.
(blank) is leaving to uvic too, although she was always kinda nervous around me anyway, I never knew if she really thought of me as a friend. I don't entirely blame her, if she doesn't. let me tell you a story, dear reader. one time, (blank) came over to my house to see me. socialize, hang out, y'know. now, (blank) isn't much on carrying conversations, and the only conversations I'm passable at are the kind the other person carries, ala doctors visits and meaningless akward "so, how are you? *cough cough*". as a result, we sat, and I didn't know what to do. so, I panicked out and shooed her out of my house. it was in instinctive thing, really. I don't know if she thought it was because I didn't like her, or because she was wearing such funny clothes, or maybe even if she saw it exactly as it was. whatever the case, we never really were close. and that's sad to me. I worry about her to this day, although for other reasons. did she really quite smoking? will she ever be a friend of anyone else in my group of friends again, or will she go off to uvic and never look back?
(blank), (blank), (blank) and (blank), well, there's really not much connection between them and me anyway. shame, but we were just never close. I really don't have many friends I'm close with, just (blank) and (blank). all these blanks are names of people that they may prefer I not name or link to each other in a public forum, btw. you probably figured that out by now.
I haven't said all I've got to say, but I think that's enough for now. till the next post, which should be soon...
