December 2004

December 9, 2004

    Well that time has come and gone again. Final exams are over for me for another semester. It was all in good fun, I worked kind of hard at times and actually got to know the material quite well. Afterwards I met my associate Brown and did something terrible that will never be told to anyone. A fiendish act never to see the light of day. Afterwards we went to the mall and picked up some things before starting a magnificent dinner. In the next 36 hours I will be departing to destination unknown and will be back at an unknown time as well, so don't bother trying to steal anything cause I could pop in to catch you in the act. I'm the kind of guy you don't want to catch you in the act of stealing. This means that the posting will take a hiatus for awhile. Sorry.

    I had a Starbucks thing today, it was good, assumedly expensive but good nonetheless. It was purchased as a gift, even though I refused. I am the first one done the exams so we're into that awkward phase were everyone else is still working. I can't make a noise or they will lose it. Its really quite trying for me as I am usually a boisterous person. This has not been helped by the empty houses on either side of our own. I'm not seeing much of a point of message being generated out of this post so I'll wrap things up with one of my quick and boring stories.

    It all starts with this dude planning a trip to New York for his friends and colleagues. The response is overwhelming and many people confirm their participation within minutes. A short time goes by and they are inquiring about where to pay to really secure their spot. The payment deadline comes and goes and not half of those registered turn in the money, in fact, many are pulling out. I pose the question, why? I don't know. I can only say that I'm not impressed and I'm the kind of person who if offered something of this nature I would not accept until I knew that I was serious about going. Soon the trip will be in peril and only the true and the righteous (me) are going to suffer. What gives? Society is probably to blame. I don't know. It's not my nature to think about deeper issues so I'll pass out now with my attempt at something meaningful coming out left in complete disarray once again. Peace out rabbit.

December 7, 2004

    I am awesome. I have been studying for my one final exam for the past one day. It is tomorrow, note the lack of concern of my face. I feel that I will be prepared to take this test of knowledge. Actually I'm feeling very confident and powerful lately. More on that in a bit. As you know I've been without any real responsibility for some time now, well since my previous post, and I knew when my exam was but do you think that I prepared in advance? Of course not. I took the weekend off and then did a marginal amount of work on Monday and then some more yesterday and the bulk today. I find myself asking, why is this? Why do students put things off as long as possible. Not all students partake of this foolish ritual, only a select few thousand. For me it adds to the challenge that our current education system provides. I received more than exceptional marks for most of my secondary education career but somewhere deep inside unbeknownst even to me my brain function was altered to be a procrastinator. Life became better outside of school or something. It came to a point where the idea of studying made me angry. So as a result, since that point in my life I have always put things off until the last minute. For various writing assignments I found that when doing this I am able to produce much better works when under the pressure of a deadline. For example, the paper I wrote in two hours (previous post) I got 81% on it. And last semester I did a similar act and got 93%. But for tests the challenge has been to see how little I can do without failing. I've slipped below the mark a couple of times but on the whole I feel that I've been winning. Now to take away any credibility that I may have had going for me. I feel that my academic and professional success is due in large part to the fact that I am the ring-bearer. I possess the one ring to rule them all. Well actually that was a bold faced lie. We all know that the almighty and powerful Wood is the holder of such a burden. You may not know it now since his simple viewer is not actually functioning right now but he is indeed the man of the hour, the toast of the tower. The ring that is on my finger is my man ring. Alright, alright, its not a man ring either. Its actually a ring that I won for participating in a hockey tournament when I was in grade nine...ish. Those years are a blur.

    So after all that malarkey, the take home message is only wear a ring if your friends don't ridicule you and if they do then imprint it on their forehead. Wait, that's a little too inappropriate. Fine, do whatever you want. Again, not suitable. Ok, just listen to your elders and do as your told because as we all know....big brother is watching.

December 3, 2004

    Yesterday was a big day. I got laid off....again. That happens at the end of all my summer positions. The big lay-off. Well, technically I'm getting paid for today as well, it's just that there was nothing further they needed from me so both parties moved on. I did however get a very nice parting gift in the form of a pull-over sweater. We consummated the event with a spur of the moment trip to The Hammer. The provocation for this journey was to get a hold of one of our friends that we were unable to reach via phone and electronics. I only agreed to go under the pretense that I could smoke a cigar in the car on the way there. I did for a bit and then ashed it out on the mirror (which made for an awesome spectacle of embers flying everywhere). Dave attempted to study in the back by lamp light. We made it there in good time and smelled like anus. However, our friend wasn't home and was assumed studying in a library. Little did we know that MacMaster University has like 5 libraries. We searched three from top to bottom sweeping out and scouring each floor like marines. We were unsuccessful and went back to the car only to find a parking ticket, of course! So we ventured back to his home and discovered him. After a pint at the local tavern we parted ways. He was non-committal regarding our planned trip to New York City. Which by the way is an open invitation that must be responded to by this Wednesday, December 8th. So all in all, losing the truck wasn't all that bad but I'm going to miss the old girl. And don't smoke kids......or drink and drive. (We didn't do that, I'm just putting the word out.)