Thursday, July 28, 2005

Can't hurt.

Creator of all things,
true source of light and wisdom,
origin of all being,
graciously let a ray of your light penetrate
the darkness of my understanding.

Take from me the double darkness
in which I have been born,
an obscurity of sin and ignorance.

Give me a keen understanding,
a retentive memory, and
the ability to grasp things
correctly and fundamentally.

Grant me the talent
of being exact in my explanations
and the ability to express myself
with thoroughness and charm.

Point out the beginning,
direct the progress,
and help in the completion.

I ask this through Christ our Lord.
Amen.


- A Student's Prayer (St. Thomas Aquinas)

Thanks Sheena.
That actually made me feel a lot... calmer.

Right-o. Time to get to work.

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Wasting away the Clock

Should you go into a test thinking you know everything, you will rapidly find out that you know nothing.
Studying allows you to get the jump on things by finding out you know nothing beforehand. Only then can you learn anything becuase there is room in the nothing for everything.

Common sense dressed as wisdom rocks!

But now I pause and wonder:
What does the vietnamese veteran sitting with a dirty mesh hat in front of him, maybe with a nickel or quarter in it already to prompt those with guilty consciouses, Think of the teenager walking by in the jungle camoflage cargo pants?

I originally phrased it "... those with consciouses guilty; ..." I wonder why I did that.
I wonder why I edited it.

I wonder if I could put the Dune fear quote into the background of the sidebar of my blog... So subconciously people will find out that fear is a mind killer and that they must not fear....

Lazy! Get back to work!

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Crazy people?

No, it is just the heat.
Lunacy has gone out of style, so now, instead of on the full moon, the crazy people come pouring out of the woodwork when the thermometer hits highs of 30 or greater. I know that most days it never gets up that high, but it has gotten close a few times! Which still puts it 10 degrees hotter than it usually is for this damn city.

I know some people will go "30? Brrrr, how cold!"
Now that attitude garners a few open minded, and personal, responoses just from me:
1) Reuben and all the rest of my friends from hot places: Bugger off.
2) Americans: Bugger off. Learn to use SI units and join the rest of the planet. It is called Celcius,
3) There was a third catagory, but I forgot because it is to hot out. I'm sure there are people who have the "I like the heat!" attitude who don't fall into #1, so to you: Bugger off.

Back to the crazy people: Could be all the freetime people have in the summer. Combined with the heat forcing people from their homes. I'd just like to have one day, when I'm not sitting on the bus reading the metro and I read that some other person has been swarmed by a bunch of young kids. What ever happened to minor league sports taking up these kids time? Seriously though, if I'm walking around Vancouver one day and get attacked by a bunch of kids with to much time on their hands... I really don't know what I'd do. Probably the sane thing and cover up and try not to take a shiv in my tender bits.

Although I've never been known for my sanity.

I am totally considering converting to a nocturnal schedual. Wake up around 9-10 pm, do all my outside the house stuff, home by 2ish am. Do my around the house chores, 7 am go to school/work whatever. Come home and go to sleep. Repeat.

I see no drawbacks except I get like the whole social-stigmata that comes with only coming out at night. It is sorta like being a goth except you don't wear as much make up and you don't have to hate yourself and write crappy poetry about death.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Mobster Movie McMarathon

Infoz!!

Where: My place.
When: Friday, July 15th, in the year of our lord two thousand-five. 1 pm. You can start arriving around noonish if you want though.
Who: Anybody who wants to come.
How: Your the one getting here, your job is transportation.
Why: I like movies.
What: Mobster Movies!

Donnie Brasco: Starting at 1 pm. Ending at just after 3 pm.
Casino: Starting at 3:15 pm (or so). Ending at 6:15 pm.
Scarface: Starting 6:30 - 7 pmish. Ending when it is done (before 10 pm).

Mobster movies are FREAKING LONG. Seriously, Casino is two minutes shy of 3 hours and Scarface is ten minutes away.

Total Runtime: Almost 8 hours.

I might pick up some chips and make nachos.

Feel free to bring food/drinks. But don't come here with the intent to get drunk. That would displease me greatly.

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

BY THE WAY!!!!

McMovie Marathon:
The Mobster Movie Marathon

Thoughts? Planning for a weekday in the next week or two.

Movie lineup (tentative, feedback requested):
Godfather Part 1
Scarface
Donnie Brasco

Possible movies to watch instead:
Carlito's Way, Goodfellas (but I saw it recently), Heat, Serpico, etc.

If I don't get at least 5 people to say that might be interested, I'll forget about it.

Pepper

Mikey got with Sharon, Sharon got Sheriee,
She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease.
Mikey had a facial scar and Bobby was a racist.
They were all in love dyin' they were doin' it in Texas.
Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain,
And then he lost his leg in Dallas he was dancin' with the train.
They were all in love with dyin' they were drinkin' from a fountain,
That is pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain.
I don't mind the sun sometimes the images it shows.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes.
Cinnamon and surgery and softly spoken lies.
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes.
Some will die in hot pursuit and fiery auto crashes.
Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes.
Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain,
That is pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain.
I don't mind the sun sometimes the images it shows.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes.
Cinnamon and surgery and softly spoken lies.
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes.
Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic.
Flipper died a natural death he caught a nasty virus.
Then there was the ever-present football player rapist,
They were all in love with dyin' they were doin' it in Texas.
Paulie caught a bullet but it only hit his leg,
While it should have been a better shot, got him in the head.
They were all in love with dyin' they were drinkin' from a fountain,
That was pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain.
I don't mind the sun sometimes the images it shows.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes.
Cinnamon and surgery and softly spoken lies.
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes.

Weird song of the moment:
Pepper by the Butthole Surfers

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Didn't sleep.

Had a panic attack. Such fun.

Went and studied.

Didn't help.

Quiz today.

Joy.

Sleep this afternoon.

Transformers the Movie tonight. My place maybe. Phone me.

Checked my YD in-class lessons schedual... I'm not gonna be done until OCTOBER. What bullshit is that?

I am going to go take my N test before then. Hopefully.