PEOSC WUT

So I went down to Kingston. Fucking love engineering conferences.

Let's just say that the conference itself was interesting but ran on for way too long. The nightlife, on the other hand, is amazing. Engineers from around the world have so many things in common, but are different enough to make things interesting. We share the same cheers, but with different verses. We love drinking, but some like beer and others rum. We all are hideous nerd-freaks.

I designed an eco-friendly house that I was thinking about refining. It would be really cool to present to the city as a viable housing option. We'll see if people think I'm a genius or a retard. Don't answer that.

If you haven't found Google Mystery yet, hit it up. It's become an engine for 'missions', where clicking 'search' will usually turn up some sort of mission a previous user has left for you. I used it to get random strangers to text my girlfriend cute messages, because I'm a lazy ass who can't do it himself, and has no regards for his loved one's safety from creepers. I mean, I'm sweet. Who would doubt.

New tip: Bring reusable containers to grocery stores to pack fruits and veggies and meat, or to take-out places. Save the environment and all that.

Okay guys. I made port-wine braised shrimp with kung pao sauce, and it is fucking glorious. PAECE OUT.

Let's Go

So not a lot has happened recently.

I've been divvying up my time between work, school and social life. It's like I have a severe case of schizophrenia where all my personalities are boring people. In a misguided attempt to fix the apathy pervading every aspect of my life, I've given myself something new to do every day. Most of the time they go unfinished because I'm an idiot and like to set unachievable goals, but I figure at least one of them will get done and I'll be able to brag about it endlessly.

Most of the ideas involve climbing buildings and eating various objects. So, yeah.

Retrospectively, I've not become the person I've always wanted to be. Very few people do. I don't find it a problem, but I woke up one day and looked at myself and was slightly bewildered as to how I got this way. I am, dare I say it?, happy with my life as it is, something I never thought possible. It's helped in part by the massive daily dosage of affection I receive from my wonderful significant other, of course.

Anyways. I figure it's time to set out who I want to be, and strive towards that, making any necessary changes down the road. I'm switching my daily tasks from pointless adventures to character-building experiences.

First off, I want to learn how to cook. I've been buying various flavouring packets and trying to memorize what goes in them so I can recreate it. I'll cook something new every week. That seems fair - 52 recipes in a year.

I also want to increase my contributions to society. I think that I'll volunteer for something new once a week, or at least a few times a month. Maybe even unrequested assistance, like picking up trash at a park or something.

I want to buff up. I will fight people once a week. In sparring, I mean.

Most importantly, I want to make new friends. I'll be able to do that through my other activities, but I think I will invite people over to hang on, maybe on 'try new recipe' day. We shall see.

There are so many things to do. My goal in life is to have something interesting to say when someone asks, "So what's up?". Live laugh share play.

Not going to, though

I feel like I should update.

And ze bottles, they are for the toenail clippings

A sign of my depravity is using the dirty cups on my desk as miniature garbage cans, or using old dryer sheets as table rags.

On another note, frosh week is being awesome, even if my body feels like a piece of shit.

AWESOME DAY

I went to the CNE with Bonnie today. It was ridiculous.

1. We got there and screamed at everything.
2. We went to Ontario place, got bored after 2 mins and then went back.
3. We saw a dog show in which retarded dogs ran circuits and tiny deer-dogs jumped over bars.
4. We went to the bathroom.
5. We ate lots of free pretzels and dip.
6. We tried on hats.
7. We tried on wigs.
8. We ate jerk chicken and pad thai.
9. We watched an angry child lick a knife.
10. We drank beer.
11. We saw a dude with CRAZY sideburns.
12. We watched a light show.
13. We saw pitcher plants and sand sculptures.
14. We ignored the Harmonicats.
15. WE WERE ON A TRAIN OMG.
16. We saw sheep, horses, cows, pigs (and piglets), turkeys, chickens and ALPACAS.
17. We saw ostrich domestic violence.
18. We rode a ferris wheel.
19. We laughed at Elvis Stojko.
20. We didn't laugh at the ventriloquist.
21. We were impressed by an escape artist.
22. We were impressed by a juggler.
23. We watched a Hawaiian man eat.
24. We ate spicy salad.
25. We got scared by a puppet farm.
26. We were visited by a mysterious gypsy stranger.
27. We went home. FOREVER.

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Tarzan has nothing on me

I'm 21, I have a car, a steady job, a good education, a gorgeous grillfriend, the opportunity to travel where my heart might so desires, a bunch of excellent friends, and perfect health, and I can't help but feel bad. Let's run away into the woods and live like animals.

I have twitter now. It's something I don't like but I'm forced to use. Like flossing, or pants.

If you ever get the chance to see The Decemberists in concert and do not go, I will kick your ovaries into a lake.

A band who plays a full album and then goes on to play another album's worth of songs, and then comes back with a three song encore is worth the burning, standing-for-four-hours pain in my shapely calves.