The road goes ever on and on...

Sunday, February 29, 2004

A couple of nights ago, I had a friggin' creepy dream. More like nightmare, lol. It was a 28 Days Later inspired dream, in which almost all of Montreal was crawling with the Infected. I teamed up with a few other survivors, and we decided that our best chance was to flee to the countryside, far from the cities, and wait for the Infected to starve to death. Before leaving, we were packing up food and other such necessities at one of the survivors' house; when we were going to leave, the survivor who owned the house said to go ahead without her, because she was hoping the rest of her family was still alive and would eventually make it back home, at which point they'd all take the other car and catch up with us. We agreed, and drove off, but then I realized that we'd forgotten something (though now I don't remember exactly WHAT we'd forgotten; funny how dreams are like that), so we turned back. But to our horror, some Infected broke into the house, and more likely than not, the survivor who stayed behind was also infected at that point. We ran back into the car, and as the driver put the key in the ignition, the Infected were lunging at our car, clawing and hissing at the windows. We drove off quickly, before any of the Infected had a chance to smash through. We spent the next several hours driving in silence on the empty highway, knowing we'd lost one of our own. At that point I woke up from that weird dream.

LOL, it's strange how I only get a nightmare an entire week after having watched 28 Days Later. Meh, I still like that movie, though ~_^.

What you've gotta love about that movie is the fact that unlike the typical zombie-type horror flicks, the Infected in the film don't have the sluggish, crooked zombie-walk; man, these suckers are FAST!!! They literally sprint towards any survivors like maniacal athletes or something. The scene that I found to be the most exciting is the one where the group's car gets a flat tire in a long, dark tunnel ("World's worst place to get a flat, huh?" as Jim commented), and they're desperately trying to get the spare on while there are a dozen of Infected screeching and running towards them down the tunnel. *shivers* A deliciously freaky scene. ^_^

Ack, I haven't updated in two weeks! Shame on me...

Anyway, for my Urban Geography course (called The Canadian City), we have to do a profile on a Canadian urban neighbourhood; we have to look at census data over time, and research socio-demographic stuff for the neighbourhood, and we also have the option of taking photographs of key locations. I'm probably gonna do my profile on my home town, 'cause I realized that although I've lived here all my life, I hardly know anything about it! I never thought I'd ever say this about an assignment, but it actually sounds like it's gonna be pretty cool.

Saturday, February 14, 2004

I found an LOTR blog that had a really hilarious top ten list; the blog URL being: http://thehobbit.tblog.com/

Here it is, my friends:

Top Ten Advantages of Introducing Modern Technology to L.O.T.R.

10. Shampoo, electric razors, deodorant. Enough said. (Excepting Legolas, who doesn't appear to need these.)

9. Text message from Gandalf to Frodo: "It's OK, I'm alive. U guys in Mordor yet?"

8. Voice of Saruman could probably be shouted down with bullhorn.

7. Mithril vest for one member of Fellowship: good. Kevlar vests for all nine members of Fellowship: better.

6. Shock collar on Gollum would ensure he couldn't go sneaking ahead.

5. Cell phone call from Theoden to Eomer: "Yeah, we need you to turn around and come meet us at Helm's Deep. Right now. Oh, and bring the tank."

4. Anti-aircraft artillery very effective against flying Nazgul.

3. Shelob's Lair much easier to navigate with night-vision goggles.

2. Swords and Light of Earendil: good. Giant can of Raid sprayed directly into spider's eyes: better.

1. Attach Ring to atomic bomb. Have Gwaihir-the-eagle drop it on Mount Doom. Problem solved.

Friday, February 13, 2004

In the Geography student lounge, there's this big sheet of paper tacked to the wall where you can write any quote you want. I noticed one that was pretty funny and true at the same time:

"Having a smoking section in a restaurant is like having a peeing section in the swimming pool."

Saturday, February 07, 2004

Hmm, maybe adding the HaloScan Comment feature wasn't such a bright idea...no one seems to notice my blog exists! lol Whatever, I'll just leave it anway.

Friday, February 06, 2004

Today, in my Geomorphology class, the prof was going over the requirements for the next assignment. One of the questions require us to draw the side-view of a mountain based on contour lines shown on a topographic map, which is a relatively simple thing to do: We just have to make a graph where the vertical axis (naturally) represents height, while the horizontal axis is the plane; we then mark dots on the graph based on the contour lines on the map, and draw a curve through the points. The prof also specified that we should do a curve when joining the points, rather than making ruler-straight lines like in a connect-the-dots picture.

But then there's some smartass who argues, "But it wouldn't be accurate to make a smooth curve like that, because we'd be making false assumptions about the slope of the mountain. How can you assume that that's how the slope between the contour lines looks? We don't have enough information." The prof then said that it's even less likely that the slope is made up of ruler-straight segments like some sort of polygon, but that guy wouldn't back down, and he must've spent several minutes arguing that he's right. I was getting really annoyed, as were many of the other students. I can't stand it when there's some arrogant smartass who thinks he's always right and wastes our time. The prof put an end to the discussion by saying, "Look, that's just the way it was decided, and that's how it was always done."

*sigh* There's a student like that in every class. *shakes head*

Several lessons learned today:
1) I don't function properly if I don't drink my coffee in the morning
2) Walking home in a blizzard sucks
3) Shovelling the snow left behind by a blizzard sucks
4) Shovelling the heavy pile of snow that the snow plow leaves behind at the end of the driveway sucks
5) Cigars smell really, really, really bad

So anyway, I didn't have my coffee this morning (I need coffee to live, man! lol), and I fell asleep on the bus on the way to school, but luckily I woke up as the bus was unloading the passengers at the end of the line (good thing I woke up; otherwise I would've ended up riding the bus back home and missing class). On the way home in the afternoon, I fell asleep again, and almost missed my stop (as I recall, my brother once fell asleep on the 211, too, and when he woke up, he was at John Abbott (the other end of the line). My mom ended up having to go pick him up there. That was a really hilarious incident ~_^).

Quite a snow storm today! But I don't mind them quite as much as most other people do. I was wearing earmuffs, though, so the falling snow (more like shooting snow) was pummelling my face and freezing my forehead. Note to self: Wear a hat next time there's a blizzard.

It doesn't snow as much as when I was a kid (this past week was an exception, though; sure brings back memories). When I was in elementary, it was normal for the snowbanks to be piled so high that it would be taller than you were. And there would be plenty of blizzards, too; at least once a month, school would be cancelled for the day due to a heavy snowfall. I remember how happy us kids would be when they would announce school cancellations on the radio, hehe.

Oh yeah, and about the cigar stink thing I mentioned above; anyway, when I was waiting for the bus at the station, I stayed under the shelter (which has just three sides, rather than the three-and-a-half sides most other shelters have. *grumble*). This other dude was there, too, and he was smoking a cigar. And even though there was plenty of ventilation (three-sided shelter, remember?), the smell was intoxicating. But I didn't want to leave the shelter, as the blizzard was still raging. Hmm, what's worse, cigar odour, or storm? I decided to try to breathe as little as possible until the bus arrived. *rolls eyes* And I thought cigarettes smelled bad; I think the second-hand smoke from that cigar has cut off a few more months off my life!