| Sunday, May 20th, 2007 |
| 3:13 pm |
No internet and no t.v makes Trevor something something
Not sure what though. I guess I have had nothing relevant to write about lately since I try my best not to flood the internet with hearts and flowers for my girlfriend. But I suppose that's been the bulk of my existence lately, so I have had very little else on my mind. Sorry internet, maybe next week. |
| Monday, March 5th, 2007 |
| 6:38 pm |
The Hall building should seem more familiar in March...
But I haven't really been going there lately. If I fail out of school this semester, I'll have earned it. Even though I keep track of my assignments (and do well enough on most of them) I will need to have retained some information from class in order to pass exams. This may be where the problem will arise. Even knowing the problem lies in laziness and procrastination, here I am posting in stead of writing. I've even managed to distract myself with Facebook, emails to my parents and biblical fan fiction. That last one was courtesy of surfing around on Live Journal at pages belonging to people I don't know. Really, I am a studious person... when I will myself to be so. At least I have an awesome new place and an awesome person to share it with. No phone though. That'll come soon enough. |
| Monday, February 26th, 2007 |
| 3:05 am |
Life is daunting
This week I have to complete a field study and a group essay on said field study, begin a second field study, read several essays on Katherine Mansfield, write an essay on Katherine Mansfield, complete two online quizes, pack all of my belongings into containers of one sort or another and move it all to NDG. |
| Wednesday, February 14th, 2007 |
| 12:00 pm |
Just another Wednesday...
There's nothing wrong with love, there's something wrong with Hallmark. Cuddle, kiss and have sex, but please stay out of the stores. Disney doesn't need the extra profit from another plush Thumper. Thank you. |
| Monday, February 12th, 2007 |
| 8:07 pm |
Some words are bigger than others
It has occurred to me recently that the only way for me to compete with the vocabulary of my closest friends, I may actually have to break down and read the dictionary cover-to-cover and hope some of it sticks. I am often learning the definitions of words that I thought I once understood, and also learning of the exsistence of certain words that I never thought could be. For instance, words like superfluous (which I did understand, but never used) and prevaricate (which confounded me by its mere exsistence) are thrown around willy-nilly among my friends. I know I ain't no dummy, but my vernacular abilities do seem a little stunted in the presence of such 'verbal superstars' (to quote directly). Time to turn to the good book. |
| Tuesday, February 6th, 2007 |
| 12:44 pm |
Lack of Integrity
How is it that some people are so selfish and inwardly-focused that they are able to interact with other people in an entirely false fashion? The very notion of friendship and common human decency has been shaken withing me. Twice in the same week. The first of such instances was in a conversation with a superior of mine at work. Although this person maintains a friendly and jovial public demeanor with me, she has apparently been hiding her dissatisfaction with the way I conduct myself at work. Now let me begin by saying that a superior does have the right to require change of her employees, and when one is charged with the supervision of a project's direction one is expected to make judgement calls that one believes best suits the needs of the project. But when you are talking about an employees conduct, it does nothing to make little jokes about how 'unorganized' they are and follow it up with 'I'm only kidding.' These kinds of moments were followed by a verbal warning from this very same superior last week, telling me all of the things she should have mentioned to me along the way. I am not a stubborn man when it comes to my work ethic, and if an employer wants me to alter my work routine, they need only to tell me. In stead, this particular individual said nothing and expected me to know what she wanted. When I didn't respond to NOTHING, she decided that I required a verbal warning in her office. Power trip by an insecure woman, or severely misguided management skills? Either way, a frustrating thing to get from someone you thought was on your page. The next instance was far more frustrating and alarming. A woman whom I had met on several occasions and who appeared to me to be a typical non-conformist artist was the roommate of my dearest friend. After a month of disappearence to 'Toronto' which later turned out to be Ottawa, this woman told her roommate that she was going to move to Toronto and had found a replacement roommate. A few days after she departed, my friend discovered that she had left with both the new roommate's rent as well as my friend's. She claimed to be going to 'expensive chinese rehab'. I am on the fence as to whether I would care to believe it. What the hell people? Why can't we all be a little more honest and a little less deceptive? Is a little personal gain or personal pride so important that we can't just openly tell people our intentions and thoughts? |
| Sunday, February 4th, 2007 |
| 10:02 pm |
Deejward Bound
We have successfully obtained the apartment we wanted! Huzzah and yipee! We're going to be just south of Sherbrooke in NDG. A stone's throw from the YMCA and the Annex and a pleasant walk from Tron and Alana's. I'm excited! This place is pretty big for what we've been asked to pay and it's all OURS!!! Sweeeet..... |
| Wednesday, January 24th, 2007 |
| 11:18 am |
Who wants to live in Villeray?
Hey there internet. I'm likely moseying on out of my current apartment in a month or so and was hoping that the good people of the internet would want to find my roommates a replacement for me. If there's anyone in montreal who wants a cheap room in a huge place by Jean Talon metro, please let me know. Rock on. |
| Friday, January 5th, 2007 |
| 12:03 pm |
In retrospect... phew.
I was online checking on my English grade that has yet to be posted, and I happened to notice the grade distribution for the history class that I dropped. Among the 72 people still enrolled in the class, only 21 of them scored higher than a B-. In addition to this, the prof gave out two D's and FOUR F's! This is the worst distribution of grades I have ever seen for any class in my educational carreer and I am thankful that I became bored enough with the subject matter in time to drop the course. How can a professor really be doing his job if the majority of his class is scoring C's and below? It's not like this was a room full of chimps or something. On a side note: Professor Leahy, if you're out there, please oh please post my English grade. I need to be judged and evaluated in order to give my existence any sort of validity. |
| Saturday, December 30th, 2006 |
| 11:40 pm |
Homeward Bound
The time has come to wave goodbye to this moderate climate and speed accross the skies eastward to my current home. It has been an interesting week-and-a-bit here with my family, but I am certainly happy to be going home to those I have missed. Although I have had my hardships in Montreal, it is my belief that the new year will bring mostly good. I'm ready for a new semester at school, and I'm ready for a show on January 28th (at Missy's Bar, on Mont Royal. That's Missy's Bar, Mont Royal, Montreal. Jan 28th). 2007 will be a good year, and I am ready to ring it in with people I love.
I just may not sleep tonight before getting on the plane. |
| Friday, December 29th, 2006 |
| 10:33 pm |
Always check your work
Well. I thought that I had sent a delightful Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays message. But it apparently never got posted. Serves me right for not double-checking the post. So... Happy Belated Holidays of All Denominations, Religions and Secular Groups. Don't worry, I'll be right on time for New Year's Eve. (You know who your are.) |
| Thursday, December 21st, 2006 |
| 1:23 pm |
Join the army, get a hat!
God I hate television. So the US Army has a new recruitment ad that has a man and his son talking after the son has returned from duty with the army. And the Dad begins monologuing to the son, saying: "When you got off that bus you did two things I've never seen before, you shook my hand and you looked me in the eye." Then he looks intently at his son and says: 'Where'd that come from?" The son then cracks an ever-so-slight-but-still-tough-and-stern smile. This is followed by a blurb about a video one can order from the US Army that "shows all the benefits" one can incur as a soldier in the US Army. Not only are they sending out this propaganda video, but they are also offering, and I am not remotely kidding here, a free hat. What!? If you live in that country, and the preceding is a little unsettling to you too, please feel free to come north and live in mine. We've got space. |
| 12:33 am |
Sleep?
Um. Woke up at 7:30 AM EST on Tuesday, December 19th. It is now 12:34 AM EST on Thursday, December 21st. At some point between these times I may have slept for an hour and a half. I am going to crawl into a deep slumber now. Pray for my soul. Or don't, I'm not really religious. |
| Saturday, December 9th, 2006 |
| 6:38 pm |
Ta da! It's a crappy poem!
P is for the pencil in my hand R is for the reading I must do O is for the other things that capture my attention C is for the crafty ways in which I stay unfocused R is for the reality that I will snap back into A is for the absence of someone dear to talk to S is for the sting of guilt that tells me not to stray T is for the thesis that I will rewrite many times I is for the images of sleep I must ignore N is for the next page of notes that beckons me A is for the abiguity of my argument T is for the time I shouldn't have wasted E is for the early morning hours I will see *shudder* Sorry about that. |
| Friday, December 8th, 2006 |
| 2:51 pm |
Rock(s)
Last night rocked on a fairly sublime level at Wild Beans Café where The Southern Bells played their first ever live performance (not drunk in Linz's kitchen). Tonight will rock on a somewhat more audible level at The Playhouse on Parc (Montreal) where Bat Masterson will be opening for Swamp Sex Robots and Miss Fortune. Plug with no shame. Speaking of rock... An exam on them must be written tuesday. Here's hoping I'm not too hungover to study for it this weekend. |
| Friday, December 1st, 2006 |
| 4:24 pm |
Rocks are my bitch!
Freaking out was apparently a little uncalled for as far as my lab exam today was concerned. Not to say that I'm some sort of geological genius or anything, but I'm pretty sure I passed substantially. I feel that the most suitable way to celebrate this turn of events is with an evening of drinking with people dressed as eighties-style headbangers. Luckily, my friend is having just such a theme party çe soir. |
| Saturday, November 25th, 2006 |
| 2:50 am |
Insomnia
Sometimes your brain does things you don't want it to. Even when you try to stop it. When that happens, it becomes hard to sleep. Maybe the good old internet can make me think of something bland enough to enduce a deep slumber. Here's hoping. |
| Wednesday, November 22nd, 2006 |
| 3:02 pm |
OW!
Okay so my old dentist is a quack apparently, because the guy I saw this morning said that there was no way to save the tooth short of a root canal. And so I now have a gaping hole where my lower left wisdom tooth once sat proudly. I am all kinds of mad at the guy who punched me in the metro and will take my slow, certain, comic-book-style revenge someday in the future when he least suspects it. |
| 12:01 am |
Okay, F This.
I thought I could tough this thing out and go see my dentist all proper like with the appointment set, but now it hurts to drink water and even breathe in through my mouth. Shooting pain in the whole left side of my jaw and left ear is not exactly what I would call 'a little sensitive'. The emergency dental clinic will see me tomorrow morning, and for that I'm thankful. Here's hoping my former dentist's incompetence/ neglegence hasn't caused my tooth to absess or become otherwise infected or something. ARGH! Almost out of tylenol. |
| Monday, November 20th, 2006 |
| 7:13 pm |
The tooth bone's connected to the ear bone
Oh for the love of all that is good and pure why does my ear hurt so damn much!? Sam looked it up yesterday and discovered that my split tooth is probably causing my ear to hurt. This makes me wonder what the hell kind of dentist takes a piece of tooth out of my mouth and doesn't fill in the hole... I mean, didn't she go to school for this kind of thing? One would assume so since she's got all kinds of fancy framed papers on her wall. And if this is the case, wouldn't she have known that leaving a tooth exposed could cause complications such as ear and throat pain? More tylenol please. |
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