Author: chuma

Today was apathy day. I sat in my room all day. I got some reading done for my theatre tech class. Talked to my mom on the phone. Organized my CDs a bit.

My mom asked me today how serious my relationship was. In her typical bizzare fashion, she asked me if we were going to be “shacking up” together. I thought about this for a while, and then told her that I wasn’t about to do anything so early in my life that would limit me in the future. That seemed to satisfy myself and my mom.

Oh, I also watched Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels this afternoon. I’ve had it sitting around for a while, finally watched the whole thing through and it was good.

I think I’m looking forward to watching a movie with Sandy tonight with some snacks (Halvah!!) and forgetting about life.

I’m still listening to Thievery Corporation.

I’m almost not worried about school anymore. I have three exams next week though. I need to start studying. Hard. Soon.

I’m worried about my friend Tony. It seems that he’s been getting jerked around by his girlfriend of almost five years. I know that he deserves better treatment than this. Last night he got “dumped” again for something like the fifth time in two weeks. Tony’s probably the nicest smartest person I know and I know that this has been really hard on him.

In other news, I got 85% on my theatre production assignment. Kick ass.

This afternoon I am going to go and clean the house-I-will-officially-move-into-next-semester. Housework doesn’t bother me. I’m actually looking forward to it (mainly because the house really needs it). I need to maintaing a certain level of tidyness and cleanliness. Not an extreme level, but some level.

You will listen to Thievery Corporation, or die. (Thanks, Jor.)

So, what is going through my brain lately?

I was walking down the main aisle of a local department store today and thought about the “progress” society has made in the past 100 years. The massive complexity of modern western life just turns my brain to mush sometimes, especially when I’m shopping. I walk down the aisle and see: toaster oven, vacuum, cosmetics, board games, videos, and think why. Although I question it, in a way I’m also awash in it: my computers have been the main component of my life for the majority of my life. I don’t understand or believe society sometimes, but still participate in it. Do I do so against my will?

Mmmmm, green tea.

This afternoon I went to the mall to do some christmas shopping. I got some people out of the way, but still have the two hardest left: my Dad and Sandy. Assuming you subscribe to this holiday gift-giving thing, it seems that the more important a person is to you, the harder it is to buy something for them. Either that or I just suck.

Yesterday was our (Sandy and I) two month anniversary. Proof that it has seemed much longer: I almost typed “four” instead of two. I love her very very much and I can’t wait to move in (I’m practically living there anyways)

Yep, that’s a good title. It’s all blah. School is blah. My dead Discman is blah. Well, Sandy is not blah, I guess 🙂

This entry is blah for sure. I want coffee.

I can’t find my Sleater-Kinney/Boa CD. Dammit.

Went to Toronto yesterday for some shopping. I finally got around to starting on christmas shopping and got some presents for a few of my friends. ANd window-shopped for a new Discman, ’cause mine is almost dead. (Sandy, please find yours so I can borrow it!) Spent money. Spent money I don’t have. Ah well.

Something else is now official: next semester I will be living in the House of Mirth with Sandy, Cait and Amy. I just told my parents last night and they are all good. Not that it was a huge deal – I’m always the one that’s so concerned about telling them things but my concerns are always unfounded.

Anyways, back to Guelph sometime this afternoon.

I would be doing my CIS3530 assignment right now, except it *has to be done on a computer with Oracle 7 on it, and there are like only 10, and they’re all being used until 6:30 when Sonya is leaving and is going to give me one. Yay.

Explodingdog isn’t as weird as it sounds. You send phrases, and he draws pictures. I was just looking at this one.

Went to bed at 9pm last night, got out of bed at 9am this morning. ‘Twas a restless sleep. But this morning I took my prescription and am starting to feel a bit better.

Sandy is not doing much better than I. She was very sick last night, and had a mid-term this morning that she wouldn’t talk to me about after, so I don’t think she did very well. I should get my assignment done for tomorrow so I can comfort her.

Yes, it’s official: I’m sick. I’ve got a sinus infection. Fuckin’ sucks. I wish I was better right now. Dammit. Whenever I’m sick I realize that I, like everyone else in our screwed up North American society, wants the quick fix.

I feel too much like crap to write anything else.

Paper is done. It sucks ass, but it’s done and in on time. But now I think i’m sick with something. My throat hurts a lot. Bah.

Just when I was going to write a semi-rant in here, I throw in a Mix CD and the first track happens to be Window by Guster, my favourite band. It’s great how music can change my mood.

My girlfriend wrote in her online diary yesterday about all the fun she’s having being home for the weekend. sigh. It’s killing me that I can’t talk to her or be with her. I could really use it.

Otherwise, I have 1750 (okay, fine, 1749) words of my essay written. Up until now though it’s just been unpacking the primary source material and spitting it back out again, which I’m afraid I’m not going to get any marks for. Must do analysis.

I think I need to go for a walk.