My brother is now definetly dumb. I got to to admit to being so forgetful he would forget his head if it's weren't attached to his shoulders. Plus I conned him into clearing the table again.
Somewhere I've caught a cold, and it is getting progressively worse now. So I'm going to bed.
As promised, here is the picture from today of Livia and Carmen at Metrotown.
Today was passable. But not by much. But it did have a few worthwhile highlights.
Had to get up extra early first of all, got a ride some of the way, to the SkyTrain station, since my father had to go into the office early for a conference call. Got to techbc, the security guard hadn't turned up yet to open, so I lay on the benchs outside betaspace waiting. 20 minutes later she comes in limping, with her fionace helping her. She sprained her ankle falling down the stairs this morning.
Had math this morning, did reasonably, seeing as I skipped the lecture to instead get some work done this week. After math, I spent nearly all the time working on my art, but I did not get it done, as the TechBC labs storage went offline for a little while, so I didn't get it done in time for the class. But it didn't matter much, as instead of talking a lot like we normally do, he just gave two demonstrations on the work for the next two weeks, since he will be away next week, so we don't have to attend a class. I don't know why today, but I have been feeling really drained. It his me once during the math quiz this morning, and slowed me down a lot, and then during art I nearly fell asleep.
After art I copied all my collected raw video footage from the last module project to one server, I intend to burn it onto DVD next week. Then I took transit with Thomas. At Metrotown, I ran into Livia and Carmen. I took a photo of them with the digital camera I have borrowed from TechBC. I will post up the picture on my gallery soon, and link it in here.
Sorry for the lack of visual-ness to my livejournal everybody, Shaw totally screwed up. Firstly the internet went down for a little while, and due to an unresolved bug in my server, I get a severe interrupt level OOPS from the linux kernel, and have to reboot the entire system. So I rebooted once, and shaw seemed to be working. I submitted my assignment that I (mis)wrote for BGE. The better part of the last page was just somewhat of a rant.
Now I got up this morning, to find Shaw down again. I rebooted my server, only to get the weirdest error message I have ever seen. I had to leave right then, so now I am at school, without any connection to home, and my home internet is entirely down. In a few hours, after this math class, I will try to phone my mother, and talk her through checking a few things for me.
I should be doing homework now, as it's due in 25 minutes, and of 3 pages, I have only written about 1/2 a page. But I'm tired, and I really don't feel like working.
This is so not me.
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That is odd. I haven't actually posted any real content since Friday last week. I really should be working on homework now, but I've managed to relax all day, and now I'm posting this.
Of yesterday, Marissa brought her computer down, I tried to get Win2K copied between two drives, but there is some weird copy protection in place, and it doesn't work when you've copied it. Come summer, I intend to just re-install it properly. Dragged her computer back up the mountain along with my bike, and had fun cycling down the hill. The last time I went back up, and was going to come down on my own to go home, it was getting quite dark, so she loaned me her bike light and two red flashing beacons. On that last pass, I took the road down the whole way, and one thing is certain, freewheeling down the mountain the whole way is fun. Except when you hit a piece of metal and have to slow down some to avoid falling off. Otherwise it's a nice ride down the hill. I want to do it more often, just freewheeling.
Today I woke up towards 11.30am, after a nice sleep, been working with the Linux servers more, one of them is nearly ready to go. This afternoon, there was a 30 minute outage of Shaw, both TV and Internet signals, and after that my IP changed, so I need to wait for the root Whois information to update #-( before my pages all work properly again. We managed to completely get the tree stump out of the garden now, and after that, there was a little kid (Grade 4) from accross the road, Kyle, that I had never met before playing around with a basketball, and I ended up playing with him for a bit. Argh, he is really annoying. Managed to get rid of him when his mother called him.
I'm going to see about actually getting some homework done now.
This is a really neat quiz I found. http://www.jamesgang.com/jamesgang/room/.
The Window: Your Attitude
Your choice of the forest reveals a person who is lush, verdant and fertile. You are complex. At times serene and tranquil, you provide an atmosphere of relaxation and retreat which is a very powerful magnet. But you are not perfect. You habitually needle people. In your youth you swayed to the hot, pulsing beat of "Light my Fire" (despite the danger it posed to yourself, friends and family). Frequent anti-fire lectures by Smokey the Bear fell on deaf ears. With greater maturity you can now see the forest for the trees. Success for you now may be better defined as a branch office and an oak desktop. Conversely you may be hiding a secret desire to dress as a girl and sing the Monty Python song, "I'm a lumberjack." Whatever -- you know the ultimate truth "No tree grows to the sky."
The Music: Your Lover
Your love ranges from the passion of Beethoven to the delicate beauty of Pachebal. Your relationship is based on an enduring trust and classical balance that helps you both rise to the highest level of understanding.
The Pictures: Your Relationships
Revealing an adventurous, possibly madcap person who scavenges friends and relations from the scrap-metal heap of life and then through superior insight helps them to realize their fine talents so they too may soar above the clouds in riveting pirouettes of grace and death-defying stunts.
The Garbage: Your Problems
Your problems are small but they do exist. You run in fear from big problems foisting them over to your larger parent. But not all problems can be avoided and the garbage has to go somewhere. Sometimes you overflow in extreme moments with stubborn refusal to accept more problems than you can handle. In the deepest corner of your being you believe, as do your parents, that problems should not be hidden from sight but are better handled in a transparent, translucent and open manner.
The Clock: Your Future
Your future is squarely that of a modern conservative, with a throwback to Roman times. Your skeletal architectural gun metal honed body may cause others to see you as rigid and unbending but in your heart you remember the wild toga parties of your youth and smile.
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