Friday, April 18, 2008
Overheard at McGill
You know you're too busy when you even stop reading Overheard at McGill! Time to catch up...
Girl: Stop calling women objects or tools! Women are NOT tools!
Guy: Of course they aren’t tools. Tools are useful.
- McGill Arena
International student: I got in a car accident on my way to the airport.
Oblivious science student: OMG that’s crazy, I just don’t know how anyone manages to drive in Africa with no roads.
- Burnside Basement
Student: Mcgill is the pimp, and we’re its overworked hoes.
- Trottier
(Editor’s Note: This is untrue. Due to recent events, we now understand that the T.A.s are, in fact, the overworked hoes.)
Student: There are two things I hate this much: One is this program… The other is your mom.
- Trottier
Student on cell phone: Hey, do you want to come see a play with me tonight? Ya? It’s the “Taming of the Shrew,” it’s based on that movie: “Ten Things I Hate About You!”
- Arts Building West Wing
Engineer 1:Valentines is coming up. What should i get my girlfriend?
(long pause)
Engineer 2: Does she like Star Wars?
- engineering common room
AND MY FAVOURITE...
Girl: Would you have sex with your mom for a million dollars?
Boy: I’d have sex with my mom just to get laid.
- New Rez Cafe
Thursday, April 17, 2008
My idea of being a nature girl
I'm sitting on my balcony with...
* swinging bench
* kleenex box (yes still just a tiny bit sick)
* Oprah magazine
* notebook of story ideas & inky pen
* laptop
* homemade sunshade for said laptop
* Tegan and Sarah under the earphones (in case neighbours not fans of Tegan and Sarah)
* pashmina in case I get chilly in my tank top and shorts
* log footstool
* root beer
* kitty buddies
* swinging bench
* kleenex box (yes still just a tiny bit sick)
* Oprah magazine
* notebook of story ideas & inky pen
* laptop
* homemade sunshade for said laptop
* Tegan and Sarah under the earphones (in case neighbours not fans of Tegan and Sarah)
* pashmina in case I get chilly in my tank top and shorts
* log footstool
* root beer
* kitty buddies
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
My School Year in Facebook Application Summary
Listening to summer songs, with the doors and windows open. Ahhhh...
The "moods" application on facebook is one of my favourites, because it gives you a snapshot diary of your life! Here's my school year in a nutshell (courtesy of screen shots.) You have to start at the bottom and work your way up. (If too small, you should be able to click on each photo to enlarge it.)
The "moods" application on facebook is one of my favourites, because it gives you a snapshot diary of your life! Here's my school year in a nutshell (courtesy of screen shots.) You have to start at the bottom and work your way up. (If too small, you should be able to click on each photo to enlarge it.)
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
4 AM - Finished MA requirements. Let's hope I pass.
For five long years you have toiled and laboured for my happiness.
Last offline post... possibly incoherent
Ap 15 2:55 AM
I've been working about 12 hours/day for the last few days. They didn't feel like long days. I wasn't stressed or anything--just focused. Looks like I got enough work done throughout the semester to allow me to be quite, quite pleased with the final draft. Thanks to The God who lent me his PC I've been able to run any new stat idea that came to mind. Lending me this computer wasn't just a life saver, it probably made a difference to my final grade! (The paper is graded by 2 profs and they take the average.)
So now I'm sticking in graphs and fiddling with headers and such. There'll be no overnighter, no last minute work in the morning. I'll get downtown early enough to print (and make allowance for printing emergencies), and if I get there early enough I can spend a little time on the picket lines before I leave.
Listening to Kate Bush--I felt she should be with me in these last moments. All three kittenatudes are in the room, in napping solidarity. Fernando's studying Warcraft books in the next room.
Alright... off to finish the last bits. Tootaloo!
I've been working about 12 hours/day for the last few days. They didn't feel like long days. I wasn't stressed or anything--just focused. Looks like I got enough work done throughout the semester to allow me to be quite, quite pleased with the final draft. Thanks to The God who lent me his PC I've been able to run any new stat idea that came to mind. Lending me this computer wasn't just a life saver, it probably made a difference to my final grade! (The paper is graded by 2 profs and they take the average.)
So now I'm sticking in graphs and fiddling with headers and such. There'll be no overnighter, no last minute work in the morning. I'll get downtown early enough to print (and make allowance for printing emergencies), and if I get there early enough I can spend a little time on the picket lines before I leave.
Listening to Kate Bush--I felt she should be with me in these last moments. All three kittenatudes are in the room, in napping solidarity. Fernando's studying Warcraft books in the next room.
Alright... off to finish the last bits. Tootaloo!
Tales from an offline diary... s'more
Ap 14 7 PM
Blehhhh I hate this part. I've read the whole paper once, to edit it. But now I have to give it another read. Wether it's fiction or school, I hate rereading my writing for the millionth time. Where's the suspense? Where are the red herrings? The shattering reveal at the end when the detective has all the suspects in a room?? It's so boring. And you can't speed read either... I mean, the point is you have to read carefully. Sucks sucks sucks.
Once this is done I have to transpose this from my working program to word, and get started on the footnotes. Then add in the graphs and tables, which will result in many computer related headaches and disasters, not to mention Word shutting down all the time. As a Romantic poet once said: Happy am I. Joy is my name.
Ap 14 11:57 PM
God bless EndNote.
Blehhhh I hate this part. I've read the whole paper once, to edit it. But now I have to give it another read. Wether it's fiction or school, I hate rereading my writing for the millionth time. Where's the suspense? Where are the red herrings? The shattering reveal at the end when the detective has all the suspects in a room?? It's so boring. And you can't speed read either... I mean, the point is you have to read carefully. Sucks sucks sucks.
Once this is done I have to transpose this from my working program to word, and get started on the footnotes. Then add in the graphs and tables, which will result in many computer related headaches and disasters, not to mention Word shutting down all the time. As a Romantic poet once said: Happy am I. Joy is my name.
Ap 14 11:57 PM
God bless EndNote.
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