I think the worst part about being sick is the semi-helplessness one feels when waiting for it to disperse. There's nothing you can do aside from take medicine and wait; the latter of which being a bane of any comfort whatsoever.

I feel guilty taking a sick day off school, but failing to get any work done because I feel like absolute crap. Ah well.

Oh man. That rapper uses the word "posse" way too many times.

Yar! Proud to be a pirate!

If you were a lawyer, my dear reader, and things didn't go your way in a crusade against the most vile of foes, what would you do? Would you take it in stride, back down and be the better man? Or would you go totally batshit insane and accuse the company you've filed so many lawsuits against of conspiracy to deprive you of your rights? Wacko Jacko really needs a good padded cell. Just give up on it, man.

This is interesting. A woman has been diagnosed as allergic to EMFs, or electromagnetic fields. While this might seem complicated, it can be summed up simply: she is allergic to any type of technology that gives an EMF. That means her eyelids swell and receives throbbing headaches when in the presence of microwaves, old TVs, cellphones, wireless internet fields, and most of the other pieces of technology we take for granted.

Man, that must suck.

PETA's idiocy knows no bounds. Though this is more tame than their usual antics, why would you want a town's name changed? The town of Fishkill, New York, isn't biting (ooh I made a funny) in changing their name, even though PETA is offering 15,000$ worth of "soy-based, faux-fish product" (Sounds tasty) to the local schools. The name that PETA wants implemented? "Fishinghurts.com"

So let's get the facts. PETA is offering 15,000$ of "soy-based, faux-fish product" to a town to change their name to a PETA website devoted to "fish empathy."

Terminate! Terminate!

Even though this question will be irrelevant in the future, I must ask it: Why are all my adsense ads about pigeons? Crazy google.

So, what would YOU do if you broke your arm in a skiing accident? Probably let it heal, right?

Well, let me rephrase that question: What if you were a game designer who's latest project, Spore, is massively hyped as being the perfect "life simulator?" A game designer whose credits include Simcity and The Sims?

The answer is simple: Build a robotic arm for yourself that is controllable by wii-mote. Why didn't I think of this BEFORE!

Though trivial to mention, happy 3000 hits.

This just seems to be a week of goodness in my life. Hope it lasts :)

Balance

After a few personal posts, it's time to get back into the swing of things.

I think the United States government is getting a little desperate when they're hiring Native American trackers to help find Osama Bin Laden. It's been what, 5, 6 years now? The O-man's recently celebrated his 50th birthday, so maybe he'll slow down enough for the US to catch him.

I always knew Stallone was on the roids. He's 60 years old and making Rocky and Rambo movies? A bit unbelievable. If I was in that situation, I think I'd stop while I was ahead and keep what little credibility I had.

If you practiced nonviolence, how would YOU get rid of stinging red ants in your temple? Turns out some Buddhists are asking that very question right now as they try to clear out an infestation. Whatever way they find, I'm sure it'll be either hilarious or amazing. Or both.

Well, a couple things need to be mentioned.

One: Happy One Year Anniversary. Roughly one year ago this month/week, I started this site. It's been a good time, and here's to many more!

Two: I'm officially too big for the jeans at the mall. Boooo.

Well, that was a colossal waste of time.

The Carleton University tour was alright, but according to the journalism professor who was giving the presentation, they do not allow "streaming", which basically means I have to take ALL the courses, not just the ones pertaining to writing in newspapers, which I want to do. This allows students to "have a fundamental knowledge" of all the parts of the journalism career. However, I'd rather have a specialized knowledge than a fundamental one.

Another thing is that they rely on grades for 100% of their information on their students. There's no submitting of portfolios, essays and the like, which really sort of irked me. How do you determine a person's writing ability from just their grades?

I really don't think I'll be going to Carleton.

So here I am, in the nation's capital. The first experience I had was the intense smell of industrialization.

I'm going to be attending a university fair for the next two days, so forgive my absence. I've been slacking a little bit as of late, but I promise to make a good turnaround in the March Break.

Nothing much to report today, so I'll just include this: I've recently changed department in my workplace from the Deli to Electronics. T'is awesome.

Tonight, I dined in hell. And the service was amazing.

After a grueling 3 hour wait, me and my friends saw 300 at midnight. Words cannot describe how amazing seeing the first ever showing of a movie, but I will try anyway.

If this movie does not get nominated for any Academy Awards for graphics/cinematography/costumes/best picture, etc, I will be very annoyed. The action was relentless and the editing team made amazing use of slow motion. Certain parts were slowed down and sped up to emphasize the impact of certain strikes. The acting was amazing, as was the characters' interaction with the environment. Through the use of digital editing, the entire movie was made on a digital set - the only actual on location filming the crew did was for a horse action shot.

The only qualm I had with the movie was its insertion of "freedom and liberty prevailing over all else. I have read the comic several times (I now own it, too. Go Chapters!) and though the Spartans preached that a new age was beginning, an age of "great deeds, reason, and justice," the comics never referenced freedom and liberty. It sort of left an "American" taste in my mouth.

I would give this movie a 9.95/10, with that one little problem avoiding a perfect score.

I forgot where we were dining...

I think this amounts to mass quantities of the element "Wi"

Look it up on the periodic table: it'll say "Win"

NSFW.

Today is Friday, and because it is Friday, nothing should make sense. The Sons of Butcher are from Hamilton, which is pretty much why this is so simple, yet complex.

I'd like to take a moment to thank Mother Nature for the blinding, cutting snow we've been experiencing the last couple days. There's nothing quite like waiting for the bus for a good twenty minutes with no shelter from the wind.

That is all for now.