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1月31日 I remember now, "I'm going to be just fine!"Had one of those really big "What the hell am I doing? Where on earth am I headed?" moments last night. I think I was mostly tired, cold, and pissed that I seemed to miss every possible bus on the way home. Anyways, long story short, I got very down on myself for about 10 minutes. And then forgot what I was freaking out about, smiled, stood up straight, waited for the bus and by the time I was brushing my teeth to go to bed I was happily thinking of the killer broomball game we are going to win today. So either I'm a master of repression or somewhere deep inside I might have some shred of self confidence. And it only took a couple tears at a lonely bus stop to remind me.
Update: We so won that broomball game! (6-0)
1月24日 I give up!Today in the Metro paper they predicted the rest of the Habs road trip as "Ouf...."
I don't think I could imagined a better description.
[5 goals in 18 shots. Seriously!] 1月22日 Can you tell me what happened? Its seems we lost while I was beating my head against this wall.I'm a Habs fan, true blue (white and red), my family are Habs fans. Even before my brother and I knew what hockey was we knew we preferred the Habs to the Leafs. But it seems the ghosts of the Forum are testing my loyalty. I used to love Jose, but now his pretty face makes me cringe and shake my head in despair. After last nights 6-2 loss, Sheldon Souray said the Canucks exposed Montreal's defensive weaknesses. Well, give it to a hockey player to state the obvious in such a plain and matter of fact way. I think I would have said something along the lines of, "Well, Scott, after firing our coach and performing the correct pagan rites under the guidance of Master Gainie and Tree Lord Carbonneau, we have descovered its actually us and our inability to play hockey that is the problem. Unless, of course, we angered the gods by not making a human sacrifice of Dead Wood Theo...(pensive pause)...Sorry Scott, got to go talk to the coach about some....uhhh... defense changes." (Last night's first period recap, Vancouver Goal Times:00:57, 01:51, 04:20, 12:15, 13:17, cerimonial sacrifice/goal tender exchange, 13:47) Seriously, I don't know how much more I can take. 1月20日 The only time elastic waistbands are fashionable.So I've got my new life all figured out, apartment, dishes, bed (yes
bed, I'll be sleeping in it by the end of the week), etc... All
except one vital point. Eating. How on earth do you cook
for one person? Up until tonite my answer was two words, Peanut
Butter. Now I have a second two worded solution, Indian
Buffet. It fact it might be five words since you always have to
follow up with, "Mmmm, butter chicken." 1月17日 Staring Down The AbyssIts more like a black hole really, but abyss seems more exotic. And that black hole/abyss/Area 51 of Suck is work. I'm at a stand still. I'm currently working with my simulation program, a powerful tool to predict conversion, which has become unhappy with it's daily routine and decided to live life large, try new and exciting things, like not calculating conversions. The GC has also branched out and decided not to detect sample gas. Now, although I feel for these poor machines, sick of the profession they have choosen and trying to make a switch, I still need to finish my work and they under contract (or more accurately warrenty) and better start shaping up or I'm calling in the techs to break their mechanical joints.
But until then I still need to fill my time with something, which is the light and airy subject of quantum mechanics. Which is faster than the speed of light, but reading it is like molasses on a cold day.
So to sum up, everything is driving me to drink, and tonite I will oblige Chemkin, the GCs and quantum theory and go out. (Hey, maybe I can get the beer in my system without moving it through space or time, then it would be kinda quantum mechanics, wouldn't it? I feel a Nobel Prize coming my way....) 1月12日 But I swear I did it before...Ever read "Bridget Jone's Diary"? Remeber the part where she tries to make dinner for her friends to show how she is actually "put together" instead of the mess she usually is. But then she forgets all the ingredients and turns the soup blue. Well it was just like that, except 2 hours late with smoke and a persistant smoke dectector.
Serves me right for trying to be be something I'm not. 1月10日 Clash of TitansMy old enemy, we meet again. In the past we fought on the bloody battlefield where many lives were lost. Since then niether of us would dare to claim victory, only a tentative time of peace. The battlefield has grown calm, the grass and hesitant flowers begin to push though the blood soaked earth. Now my old enemy, now, times are different. There is need and necessity upon me and my cause. Now it is time to let the drums of war sound across the fields of hopeful flowers who unknowingly wait for the destuction of our wake.
YOU ARE GOING DOWN, YOU GC BITCH!!!!
[see "No Fighting in the War Room!" - August 26th] 1月5日 Complete and Utter Sucess!Whoohoo! New apartment! Yippe! I'm all moved in, well mostly, except for a dresser and some paper stuff. But I'm pretty much set up. It's such a load of my mind I feel great. Now I can sit down and sort through my mess and make a place to live! And to top it all off the kitchen table that I needed to buy and would cost me about $100 I found in the garbage outside the building! In perfect condition and just the right size. Incredible!!! Now all I need is a place to sleep, the couch won't be comfortable forever.
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