Tuesday, June 20, 2006
back once again with the ill behaviour
okay, I can do this now.
recap:
I went back to Victoria for a wedding on the 26th of May, which was absolutely gorgeous. Chris and Christina were both extremely pretty. So pretty. There was dancing afterwards which fit the ultimate wedding cliche: old people dancing with young people, little kids dancing on the feet of ... tippi. Tippi loved that shit. I had to stare at the ceiling to avoid getting teary-eyed during the ceremony. I am such a wuss.
The next day, we spent the day eating and hanging out at the beach before a surprising dangerous fireball bottle fight at an airport construction lot saw me off. Destination: Halifax.
Yep, I flew from Montreal to Victoria for the wedding and then victoria to halifax for a chemistry conference, where I was presenting a poster on some work I have been doing.
The conference was huge and 95% of it was over my head. I went to some of the medicinal chemistry talks and chemical energy talks but they were extremely specialized. Also, my goal in life is to design an enzyme that can turn a washing machine in a landfill into food. It would look like pacman. like this:
One giant washing machine eating enzyme. I really shouldn't be a scientist.
Halfaxians are really, really nice. It is a town similar to Victoria, but I think Victoria is nicer. What Halifax does have is Dalhoisie, which is a gorgeous university. UVic is so freaking ugly. Oh well.
Then back to Montreal to start preparing for the LSAT. The LSAT is hard. That is all.
Come the end of the LSAT, I did as promised and reintroduced the party.
This weekend, montreal really showed itself. Fringefest was in town and while I am not a huge fan of the plays, there was plenty of associated free music, which I like.
So there was, just this weekend, FringeFest, the french music festival, the symphony of fire, plus tam-tams, world cup and stanley cup. I am loving world cup because of all the soccer everywhere. you leave your house in shorts and you will find yourself in game. I pretty much play everyday.
An impromptu game started on the blocked off street of St. Laurent (a major bar lined street in Montreal which gets shut down to traffic periodically and totally comes alive. Towns desperately need major pedestrian only streets) which started to get a little crazy. I wasn't involved although I thought it was great. That being said, the second time a ball knocked beer off our table, one of our tablemates chucked the ball down the road. Only a police blockade stopped the thrower (and the rest of us, cause we were all laughing hysterically) from getting attacked by the soccer players. Good ol' montreal.
I had avoided Tam Tams for my time here, just cause I still struggle with people just spending there whole day relaxing and having fun. But Shane LP and I went up to play a little soccer and, actually, it was pretty great. Hours and hours of drum circles, pot and dancing. If that doesn't hold your fancy, you can find pickup games of soccer, ultimate or football, or you can watch the amazing campiori fighter/dancers or wander into the woods and watch the quebequois medieval fighters, some of them in full armor (where does one even buy full armor), beat the shit out of each other with swords. The guys with full armor are freaking intense. I can barely walk around in shorts and a t-shirt. These guys fight for hours in a metal suit. Hats off. I will definitely be spending more time there.
Last night we watched the disappointing final, but whatever. I only wanted the team to win because it would have made the town come even more alive. That and I would have gotten a testosterone boost, which I think we all want. The best part of last night was the bike structures. There were 11 of us, all with bikes and we went bombing around town, like a large gang, and at each bar we stopped at we stacked the bikes. We got them pretty high. I just like that it happened. we were all more excited about the bike structures than anything else. We hardly drank at the bars, we just wanted to go biking again.
Next weekend is Jean-Baptiste. I am going to go camping and, according to the francaphone friends who are taking me, I will be one of the few anglophones and that I need to be just a little careful not to piss people off. All I do is piss people off. So, yeah, I might die this weekend! That being said, there is a party this weekend which costs $4.00 but you get a pair of vintage underwear at the door. The first floor is a normal party. The second floor, though, one can only go if one is only wearing the vintage underwear. I love nakedness. I love camping. What should I do?
don't forget that I am incredibly hairy.
how are all y'all?
recap:
I went back to Victoria for a wedding on the 26th of May, which was absolutely gorgeous. Chris and Christina were both extremely pretty. So pretty. There was dancing afterwards which fit the ultimate wedding cliche: old people dancing with young people, little kids dancing on the feet of ... tippi. Tippi loved that shit. I had to stare at the ceiling to avoid getting teary-eyed during the ceremony. I am such a wuss.
The next day, we spent the day eating and hanging out at the beach before a surprising dangerous fireball bottle fight at an airport construction lot saw me off. Destination: Halifax.
Yep, I flew from Montreal to Victoria for the wedding and then victoria to halifax for a chemistry conference, where I was presenting a poster on some work I have been doing.
The conference was huge and 95% of it was over my head. I went to some of the medicinal chemistry talks and chemical energy talks but they were extremely specialized. Also, my goal in life is to design an enzyme that can turn a washing machine in a landfill into food. It would look like pacman. like this:
One giant washing machine eating enzyme. I really shouldn't be a scientist.
Halfaxians are really, really nice. It is a town similar to Victoria, but I think Victoria is nicer. What Halifax does have is Dalhoisie, which is a gorgeous university. UVic is so freaking ugly. Oh well.
Then back to Montreal to start preparing for the LSAT. The LSAT is hard. That is all.
Come the end of the LSAT, I did as promised and reintroduced the party.
This weekend, montreal really showed itself. Fringefest was in town and while I am not a huge fan of the plays, there was plenty of associated free music, which I like.
So there was, just this weekend, FringeFest, the french music festival, the symphony of fire, plus tam-tams, world cup and stanley cup. I am loving world cup because of all the soccer everywhere. you leave your house in shorts and you will find yourself in game. I pretty much play everyday.
An impromptu game started on the blocked off street of St. Laurent (a major bar lined street in Montreal which gets shut down to traffic periodically and totally comes alive. Towns desperately need major pedestrian only streets) which started to get a little crazy. I wasn't involved although I thought it was great. That being said, the second time a ball knocked beer off our table, one of our tablemates chucked the ball down the road. Only a police blockade stopped the thrower (and the rest of us, cause we were all laughing hysterically) from getting attacked by the soccer players. Good ol' montreal.
I had avoided Tam Tams for my time here, just cause I still struggle with people just spending there whole day relaxing and having fun. But Shane LP and I went up to play a little soccer and, actually, it was pretty great. Hours and hours of drum circles, pot and dancing. If that doesn't hold your fancy, you can find pickup games of soccer, ultimate or football, or you can watch the amazing campiori fighter/dancers or wander into the woods and watch the quebequois medieval fighters, some of them in full armor (where does one even buy full armor), beat the shit out of each other with swords. The guys with full armor are freaking intense. I can barely walk around in shorts and a t-shirt. These guys fight for hours in a metal suit. Hats off. I will definitely be spending more time there.
Last night we watched the disappointing final, but whatever. I only wanted the team to win because it would have made the town come even more alive. That and I would have gotten a testosterone boost, which I think we all want. The best part of last night was the bike structures. There were 11 of us, all with bikes and we went bombing around town, like a large gang, and at each bar we stopped at we stacked the bikes. We got them pretty high. I just like that it happened. we were all more excited about the bike structures than anything else. We hardly drank at the bars, we just wanted to go biking again.
Next weekend is Jean-Baptiste. I am going to go camping and, according to the francaphone friends who are taking me, I will be one of the few anglophones and that I need to be just a little careful not to piss people off. All I do is piss people off. So, yeah, I might die this weekend! That being said, there is a party this weekend which costs $4.00 but you get a pair of vintage underwear at the door. The first floor is a normal party. The second floor, though, one can only go if one is only wearing the vintage underwear. I love nakedness. I love camping. What should I do?
don't forget that I am incredibly hairy.
how are all y'all?
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
this is it
after how ever many days, this is all I have for you:
the highest level female tennis players wear long dangly earrings while competing for ultimate glory. You can check this out in your local newspaper's sports section.
This strikes me as being somewhat fucked up.
okay, back to studying.
Jun 13th. party.
the highest level female tennis players wear long dangly earrings while competing for ultimate glory. You can check this out in your local newspaper's sports section.
This strikes me as being somewhat fucked up.
okay, back to studying.
Jun 13th. party.
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