Where “pro-abortion” is garbage rhetoric, but “anti-choice” is perfectly legitimate intellectual discourse.

In May last year, the Canadian Federation of Students—representing 500,000 students from 80 campuses—passed a motion encouraging members (including the UVic society) to deny resources and club status to “anti-choice organizations” and promising financial support should that result in legal action.

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Denne helgen ble jeg invitert med på den årlige lady trippen til Victoria, så jeg dro med Janet, Sue og Fran. Det hele begynte da vi dro avgårde torsdag formiddag for å kjøre straka vegen til Vancouver for å forhåpentligvis rekke fergen som gikk klokken 7. For Victoria ligger nemlig på Vancouver Island. Men siden en liten ulykke på veien blokkerte veien, og vi havnet på en sidevei og kjørte oss litt bort i mørket så ble fergen full og det var bare sånn fem biler foran oss -  noe som er plagsomt. Men da satt vi i ventehallen i et par timer og spiste sandwicher og det var ikke så ille. Etter langt om lenge kom vi oss på fergen og etter enda et par timer kjørte vi av og frem til hotellet.

FREDAG stod vi opp tidlig før vi dro ut og handlet og hadde det fint. Og da vi spaserte nedover en riktig så hyggelig gate og jeg tenkte å fotografere litt, fant jeg ut at retarded som jeg er så hadde jeg glemt minnekortet mitt på skolen! (og noen har stjålet det). Altså ble det litt lite fotografering, men mye handing! Leiter on, fikk jeg kjøpt et nytt minnekort og Sue tok meg med litt rundt for å vise meg havet og alt det fine. Og vi så The Olympia Peninsula, Washington – så jeg sendte noen tanker til Friders. På kvelden møtte vi Sue’s onkel og hans partner og spiste middag. Og etter middagen dro vi til kanskje verdens største bokhandel og vi var der ganske så lenge.

Legger ved en liten godbit av meg selv foran litt by. Ehe.

Mile 0 som er startstedet for TransCanada railway som ble bygget for lenge siden og som gikk (går?) tvers over Canada fra Victoria til Halifax. Snedig!

Terry Fox – skulle løpe tvers over Canada! Men tror han “bare” kom til Ontario, siden han var syk og fikk kreft. Omtrentlig.

Gale Twilight-folk! Dette er sånn en nulltedel av alt som var, og det er ikke bare bøker, men cder, dagbøker, blader, osvosvosv! I den dagboktingen som fokuserte på vampyrer og Edward og Robert Pattinson var det masse tester man kunne ta og man kunne fylle drømmedaten med Edward og det hele var morsomt. Mehee. I dag så jeg også BurgerKing reklame som spilte på Twilight-crazyheten! Snart braker det løs!

LØRDAG startet vi dagen med en liten løpetur. Men så var det 1 grad ute, og helt forferdelig kaldt med shorts !! Anywho, etter frokost og slikkt dro vi til et lite marked med masse små butikker, og i den ene butikken hadde de masse skandinavisk snacks! Skandinaviske nisser, som jeg ikke har tenkt på før er spesielle for skandinavisk folklore, for her har de julenisse og that’s it lzzm. Men så fantes det også bøker om norsk kultur, melkesjokolade, vestlandslefse, kopper med påskrift ‘lutefisk = no!’ og ‘bestemor’ og masse andre småting. Og så klart tilsvarende for svenske og danske saker. Jeg kjøpte en flaggremse så jeg kan ta den med meg og henge den på juletreet. Ehehhe. Det syntes folkene mine var litt rart, at vi hang på flagg på juletreet. Etter å ha sørfet alle julebutikkene kjørte vi opp til University of Victoria, bare så jeg fikk sett det også. Det fineste var kanskje at de har masse ville kaniner som bare vandrer rundt der. Som i hundrevis. Videre bar det til downtown og det Victoria er en utrolig fin by! Parlamentet (of BC) er opplyst med tusenvis av juletrelys året rundt og det er helt utrolig fint! I desember  bytter de visst alle pærene om til grønne og røde. Som en del av gatelyktene allerede var.

Kandiserte epler!

Tilslutt et bilde av meg selv og en totempål(e?) som stod utenfor parlamentet.

Vi dro en snartur til en gammel tante, før vi spiste middag -  og Heather og kusine Erin kom også. Det beste av alt var da vi kjørte Erin hjem og fikk se kattungene hennes (hei, jeg høres ut som en seksåring). For Erin og rumisene hennes er fosterforeldre for et kattehjem – og kattehjemmet vil ikke at kattungene skal vokse opp på hjemmet, siden det ikke er så kjærlig og fint miljø, så de trenger folk til å ta seg av pusene til de er omtrent to måneder gamle. Høres ganske fint ut, synes jeg, ha kattepusene mens de er små og søte, men slippe å ha de i sånn tolv år. Sykt søte var disse fem kattekidsa i allefall!

SØNDAG dro vi heimat. Og det regnet. Og jeg som hadde tenkt å se spekkhoggere på fergen. Men så var det tåke og regn. Oh well. I Vancouver var det regn og det har regnet siden og elvene blir oversvømmet og det er kreisy der nå.

Ellers har jeg kost meg med skolearbeid og basketballtreninger. Og har offisielt funnet ut at jeg er forferdelig dårlig i basketball. Men det er ikke så farlig, ble enig med treneren om at jeg skal være med på treninger og slikt, men ikke spille kamper, siden senior basketball er seriøse greier! Og når resten av grlsa har spilt i sånn tolv år, så har de, tro det eller ei, mer skills enn meg. Såvidt! (Det var en tull, men så kom jeg på at man ikke kan lese ironien min. Konkluder med at de er flinke! Ehe.) Men om jeg blir racer i løpet av kort tid kan jeg spille. Men det passer fint for meg, litt mindre seriøst, noe som er greit.

Håper alle har det fint og flott.

See ya.

PS: Jeg bytter familie denne helgen (!), så jeg får ny adresse, men jeg vet ikke helt hva den er. Så da må alle vennlige sjeler omadressere saker og ting som eventuelt skal postes !

This next assignment was for my Computer Science 1105 class at UVIC where we had to compare and contrast 3 desktops and 3 laptops under$ 1000 including taxes and choose the best option for a student attending university or college. Graphs and tables had to developed using Excel, and the assignment had to be completed using PowerPoint. To view the PowerPoi9nt, click CSC105-Lab Assignment 1, LA1.

The idea of space is perhaps the most interesting feature found in Virginia Woolf’s essay The Death of the Moth. Writing from the comforts of the enclosed, inside world, Woolf looks out her window with casual delight, observing the activities of a “pleasant morning” in September (Woolf 343). A small moth steals her attention away from her work. As she slowly watches the grueling scene of its death, something changes. Her world is suddenly different. In a sense, the episode with the moth brings Woolf to a place where the boundaries of space shift away from the traditional binaries of the inside and outside, and of human and non-human. The essay begins to navigate itself away from these traditional divisions as if looking for something more, a definition of space that is more inclusive. This loss of stability forces Woolf to re-imagine her sense of place. By incorporating the moth from the outside world and the windowpane from the inside world, The Death of the Moth suggests a construction of a third space, a place where the boundaries of human and non-human space collide. Such an interpretation inherently challenges the traditional binary of the human/nature by dismantling its divisive structure.

In regards to the first space, the human space of the inside, The Death of the Moth represents a work by in which absence constructs setting. How big the room might be, where it might be, and what objects might be in the room, are all unknowns. With no descriptions of the first space, we are left with only inferences for evidence of its existence; there exists a world outside, therefore there must also exist a world inside. The absence of description, while serving to bring all of our attention to whatever is other, also serves to stabilize the inherent division between inside and outside spaces. If absence serves to characterize the first space, the emptiness contrasts against the vividness of the outside world, the second space. This idea of lack, in a Lacanian sense, constructs the first space as a place that can never be whole.

While emptiness can be seen as constituting the first space, Woolf dots the essay with vivid sketches the outside world. But this second is far from stable. The instability of the second space is best described as a shift from a state of “animation” to a state of “stillness and quiet” (345). In the beginning of the essay, the second space is described in delightful detail. Woolf first describes the second space seasonally, commenting that “It was a pleasant morning, mid-September, mild, benignant, yet with a keener breathe than that of the summer months” (343). A marked difference from the hollowness of the first space, Woolf’s descriptions of life in the second are filled with a sense of exuberance and activity. A place where animals hold “annual festivities”, the second space is filled with descriptions of ploughs, rooks, horses, and other “vigorous” activities (343-444).

The traditional binary that exists between the first and second space are disrupted with the introduction of the third space. On its base level, the third space represents a place where the human and non-human worlds collide. Woolf’s third space is a fusion; part windowpane, and part moth, the third space exists apart from the first and second space, but inherently connected to each. Incorporated from the first space, the windowpane is both literally and figuratively the lens by which perception passes through. It is through the windowpane that reality presents itself to her as both “animated” and “still” (345). Acting as a medium between spaces, the windowpane facilitates the interaction between Woolf and the second space.

Described as neither “gay like butterflies nor similar to their own species” (343), the moth in front of Woolf exists as a sort of anomaly. “Moths that fly by day,” writes Woolf, “are not properly to be called moths” (343). While Woolf seems satisfied with her categorization of the moth as “hybrid”, the inability to define the creature implies that the moth is indefinable. Having no structured existence inside space of the outside, Woolf’s construction of the moth as other purges it from a previously comfortable position in the second space.
Woolf proceeds to reduce the moth is reduced to energy, its most basic form. Compared to the workings of the plough, the rooks, and the horses (343-44), the moth’s presence is described as being a “fiber, very thin,” “pathetic” (344), “an insignificant little creature” (345). Woolf furthers this by writing that “It was as if someone had taken a tiny bead of pure life,” writes Woolf, “…to show us the true nature of life” (344). By stripping the moth of tangible definitions, Woolf reconstructs the moth as an abstract, a manifest entity of pure life. This re-imagining of the moth serves to shift the moth out of the second space and into the third. An incorporation of the moth into the third space with the windowpane leads Woolf to re-imagine what she had previously held as stable: the second space, Nature.

As stated earlier, the second space undergoes a transformation from “animated” to “still” (345). Through the formation of the third space, Woolf turns to the outside world with a pair of fresh eyes. Through this reexamination of the second space, Woolf reaches a new understanding. She writes:

I looked outdoors. What had happened there? Presumably it was midday, and the work in the fields had stopped. Stillness and quiet had replaced the previous animation…Yet the power was still there all the same, massed outside indifferent, impersonal, not attending to anything in particular. (345)

The passage marks a perceptual shift in the way that Woolf understands the second space. The horses, the ploughs, the rooks, all become secondary to the experience of stillness, not as absence as in the first space, but as essence; life in its most elemental form.

What Woolf’s re-imagining of the second space truly suggests is that as humans, we must struggle against the superficial reaches of our perception in order to grasp the value and essence of space. The natural world does not change. For Woolf, the natural world opens up to new truths. She is finally able to understand the raw “power” and beauty of nature (345). This reconstruction of the second space challenges Woolf’s ideas of reality, perception, and meaning. The recognition that death “is stronger than I am” (345) signals to the reader that something dramatic has changed.

In this new construction of the second space, everything has changed. Gone are the flowery and clichéd descriptions of the Natural world. Gone is the idea of the moth as “insignificant little creature” (345). Between the human and non-human worlds that the third space provides, Woolf realizes the necessary truth: Nature and humanity as one and of the same. Through the guiding hand of the third space, Woolf’s episode with the moth suggests that humans have the potential to redefine traditional spatial boundaries through a shift in perception. The collision of the moth into the windowpane, both figurative and literal, provides for Woolf the necessary conditions of that precede change.

I typed in semiological into Microsoft Word and it underlined it as a spelling mistake.  

I laughed when I read that one of its suggestions was semi logical. How nerdy is that?

Define: SEMIOTICS

So I’ve been sitting on this bed with my leg elevated for a good 20 hours now. I’m taking oxycodone to ease the pain for the first few days. I’ve listened to the Mau5, Guetta, and Tiesto to ease the pain while on these pills. What a trip! I’m really impatient as well. I want to get up and move around. I fidget a lot and I like to sleep on different sides of my body but I can’t because of the damn leg. I want to eat more but I’m not excersizing so I can’t really eat anything too bad for me.

All I’m doing right now is watching Lie To Me, taking pills, drinking coffee, and exploring all the t-shirt start-ups that have been opening up at rapid speeds on the internet. Some of them are good. Some look like they rushed into starting up with no story or background and a few VERY basic items. But for the most part, I think the majority of the business goes to a few major players: Threadless, DesignByHumans and a few other 24 hour tshirt companies.

I have no interest in studying but I’m going to have to start soon If I want to keep up with all the course work. It’s becoming a little rediculous how far behind I can get by missing a day or two. It’s almost over though. Just 5 weeks and I’m off half way across the world to China and Thailand.

We’re still having some trouble finding a place for Vancouver. Its becoming more and more of a serious issue as we realistically have 5 more weeks to find one. The olympics are killing us and the prices are obsurd for 2-3 bedroom condos/houses. I don’t know if people will buy into the disgusting olympic prices. Some people are trying to rent their place for 1000/night. I mean, come on! Seriously? What bimbo has that kind of money to blow?

Having said all this, I need to take more meds. So I need to stop ranting or my words may become dangerous…

Today is the day before surgery and I’m not nervous. Even though this will be my first serious surgery of most likely more body surgerys to come due to the amount of sports I play or at least want to continue to play. I’m pretty sure I’m going to have a rough week following the surgery. That’s probably what I’m dreading the most. I want to get on my feet as quick as possible. I don’t like to sit still and I always need to be doing something. Nonetheless, school work will be the majority of anything I do for the next 7 days. Most likely in bed.

5 weeks of school left, 4 final papers to write, 2 presentations, 2 more midterms and three finals to complete. All before Dec 2nd… I leave for China on the 3rd. This is getting to be a little bit rediculous. And it all basically relies on how well I buckle down and continue to study during my recovery period at home and during reading break. These next two weeks will be slow. It’s pretty much guaranteed.

I just moved all my stuff upstairs so I wouldn’t have to continuously crutch up and down. Theres a computer up here, I have my laptop as well and the kitchen is close by . It’s 10:30 right now and I also only have 90 min to eat whatever before I stop. That will be devastating. I know that when I wake up, I’m going to crave so much food.

My firm was in town at the end of September to recruit for next year. We were told to come and help them recruit and be the middle man for them if they had any questions about the firm or for HR. My job was to get to know the applicants, make some personal judgments and also answer the generic questions people had about the firm. I did the recruiting part, and they just handed out offers to some of the candidates. I didn’t actually meet any of them… Yet, they were grateful enough to send me a 50 dollar gift card to Starbucks. I felt bad at first because it seemed like I wasn’t a huge factor in their recruiting process. But, then again, its a gift. I’m not going to reject a gift. Especially one that has great value to a 4th year Commerce Student spending every waking moment in the library. I deserve 25 coffee’s!

Okay so I’m about to end this final post before surgery with a little Tiesto! I will come back online to do a post-operation POST!

Time to Catch up on LIE TO ME! Great Show…

-Amir

it seems to me that the most interesting aspect of ‘theory’ that i have learned over the course of my post secondary schooling is that theory is never static, meaning, that theory is always evolving.  Post-structuralism evolved out of structurualism, and deconstruction is in direct reaction to structuralist thought.

…Structuralism states that human culture is to be understood as a system of signs. Robert Scholes defined structuralism as a reaction to modernist alienation and despair. Structuralists attempted to develop a semiology (system of signs)…

what is the life span of intellectual ideas?

Post-structuralists hold that the concept of “self” as a separate, singular, and coherent entity is a fictional construct. Instead, an individual comprises tensions between conflicting knowledge claims (e.g. gender, race, class, profession, etc…the author’s identity as a stable “self” with a single, discernible “intent” is also a fictional construct…Without a central fixation on the author, post-structuralists examine other sources for meaning (e.g., readers, cultural norms, other literature, etc.). These alternative sources are never authoritative, and promise no consistency….

perhaps it is time that I reevaluate the meaning of my education.  am i prepared to challenge the ideas that i am tought as forms of truth?  at the very least, I should keep one eye open to the possibility that these ideas are not the end of the road.

As of right now,  Derrida’s idea of ‘Deconstruction’ seems to me the best theory of the bunch.  above all, it stresses that the binaries that serve as pillars of our understanding of meaning, such as good/evil, nature/culture, outside/inside, gay/straight, are constructions in and of themselves.  Thus each component of the binary, if seen as a human construction, can be broken down and examined.

A major theory associated with Structuralism was binary opposition. This theory proposed that there are certain theoretical and conceptual opposites, often arranged in a hierarchy, which human logic has given to text. Such binary pairs could include Enlightenment/Romantic, male/female, speech/writing, rational/emotional, signifier/signified, symbolic/imaginary.

Post-structuralism rejects the notion of the essential quality of the dominant relation in the hierarchy, choosing rather to expose these relations and the dependency of the dominant term on its apparently subservient counterpart. The only way to properly understand these meanings is to deconstruct the assumptions and knowledge systems which produce the illusion of singular meaning. This act of deconstruction illuminates how male can become female, how speech can become writing, and how rational can become emotional.

most of it just leaves my head spinning in cirlces, but i feel compelled to understand it. i think that in many ways, english is a form of science. while a physics student seeks to understand how the natural world functions, an english student seeks to understand how we as humans, through language and texts, interpret meaning in both the physical and metaphysical world.

The Globe and Mail has a story on the (in progress) digitization and internet posting of UBC’s complete run of over 35,500 theses and dissertations – with an arch response by SFU’s Dean of Libraries (or whatever).  As I’ve been noting, numerous other universities have these schemes as well, usually some flavour of the dSpace software package. Typically, University of Toronto calls it T-Space.  Dissertations there do not seem to be online unless you are a library card holder, though strictly speaking they are not in T-Space either I don’t think.  Nonetheless, they obviously have a digital copy mounted on a server.

I have to admit, while I love the access, it has been or was standard for years (say when I did my thesis at UVIC in 1992) that copyright resides with the author and there are limits to the number of copies (whole or part) that could be made. Isn’t putting the PDF on a server equivalent to making unlimited copies of the document?  This goes beyond fair use, perhaps.  For example, the Pomeroy dissertation I linked to yesterday reads:

All  rights reserved. This thesis may not be reproduced in whole or in part, by photocopy or other means, without permission of the author.

Seems pretty unequivocal to me.

The Archaeology Branch has had a tough time putting permit reports online because they felt the need to contact the authors of the reports for permission first.  Maybe they were over-cautious?  Information wants to be free, and all that.  Anyway, from the article:

The UBC Retrospective Theses Digitization Project began with submissions from 1992. The reason? Those papers, stored in the basement of the library processing centre, had not been bound, making it easy to feed them into the digitization machine. Turns out to have been a serendipitous decision, as the library has to abandon the building at the end of the year to make way for the relocation of the school of population and public health.

The first 100 graduate theses have also been placed online.

You can search UBC’s electronic repository here.  Why not start with an overview of Borden’s career 1945-1960?

Note its copyright notice, 1995 style:

In presenting this thesis in partial fulfilment of the requirements for an advanced degree at the University of British Columbia, I agree that the Library shall make it freely available for reference and study. I further agree that permission for extensive copying of this thesis for scholarly purposes may be granted by the head of my department or by his or her representatives. It is understood that copying or publication of this thesis for financial gain shall not be allowed without my written permission.

Some librarian was thinking ahead to the digital age.

I’m in such a good mood right now. Partially because of this song. Tell me you don’t get pumped listening to this. TELL ME! I’m sitting here while my food I’m making simmers on the stove and I felt like indulging. No one is home and I’m going nutz around my house. You would too if you were blasting this song…

Deadmau5 you should be a Canadian Icon from this day forward!

Did I what?

It looks like the world is coming to an end. Kanye West was assumed dead all day today. The idiot suffered a fatal blow today when Twitter decided to play games with the already self-ruining millionaire.

I didn’t really care about whether the man was dead or not but more so about the usefulness and integrity of Twitter and one of it’s purposes: To provide real time information. Now if any bozo can realistically decide to say stupid stuff about anyone, how can I trust instantaneous and be able to spread the word with all confidence that my information is correct? Especially if it’s trending! What if I said, “I saw tupac in a liquor store on broadway st in vancouver? How are you going to prove that?! It’s rediculous some of the things people believe.

I found the girl Btw. She’s super-cool to hang out with. Finally a female friend at uvic. Well that’s not true I have more than one but I never see them.

Well ive noticed that my tshirts haven’t arrived yet. Threadless and uneetee betree figure themselves out or I’m going to start demanding free stuff. Because, I like free stuff.

My surgery is in 8 days. I still haven’t got my pre-op examination and I haven’t booked the post-op. way to be on top of it…

Sleep.

– Post From My iPhone

So today I learned a lot about SEOs and how to truly get your website or online business to succeed in this vast business market on the Internet. The man that came in to speak with us was world renowned and had an extensive background of clients including The New York Times and some other sizable organizations.

My goal to become an online entrepreneur is slowly picking up pace here on the side as I begin to gather ideas and more ways to really approach it. This also includes a very rough estimate on how much it will cost. And it’s not even the cost that gets you. It’s the time consumption that goes into creating and maintaining an online business especially. It will be interesting to see how I cope with more schooling after I finish my degree and trying to balance work, a social life, and my business goals all at the same time.

My life socially has come crashing down as midterms have creeped up quickly along with multiple papers and assignments due in the coming weeks. It would be nice to have someone there for you always caring about how you’re doing but I don’t have the time to really committ to something of that nature which I find extremely unfortunate. Although I am a very independant human being, I still value the amount of happiness a significant other brings to ones life. There isn’t really a substitute for happiness.

But for now, that’s the way life is going and I’m ready for the challenge.

– Post From My iPhone

So I’m sitting here at 1 am in the morning, sore, because of the late night ball hockey session that seems to have completely annihilated my knee. I’m pretty sure my sports days are over as of right now until I have the reconstructive knee surgery and I fully recover. It’s actually a very sad day. I’ve lost half of my life. Right now, I don’t work, I go to school, study, eat, sleep, and play hockey (I’m exaggerating on the percentages…obviously).

Oh, I was on my way home tonight and I busted out laughing when I started reading tweets from @the_real_shaq on twitter. He’s making your mama jokes to Ashton Kutcher. I don’t know what the scoop is but they are freakin’ hilarious. What a guy.

I still haven’t found the amazingness I encountered last friday. I caught myself lifting my head from studying every time a female walked through the doors of where I was studying… I guess if she really wants to see me, she knows where I am. In the UVic library… Always.

By the way, it never really occurred to me to this degree, but the amount of girls at UVic is just ridiculous. It’s been said that it’s a 3:1 girls to guys ratio and I think after 4 years, I finally realized that it was true. I was in the Library cafeteria and I looked back to see a line up for coffee out the door. Maybe a good 30 people in line. I counted 7 dudes. Wtf… I wish I had gone into res in my first year. I think I would’ve had a much better foundation of friends, and 75% of them would’ve been female. Oh well!

Some videos for my enjoyment And I guess, yours…

OK. IN THIS VIDEO, MY FAV “>CANADIAN DJ TAKES MY FAV BAND AND MIXES IT WITH DAFT PUNK!

I started this post to talk about how I miss my ex about 3 weeks ago. I’ve come to terms with the fact that it’s not true. I’ve actually stopped caring about my past feelings. They aren’t getting me anywhere in my life. I continuously try and push my life forward yet, for some reason, my past life keeps resisting it. There is no point. And I discovered that there is hope in the future. For the first time since my ex, I met a girl, who actually put a smile on my face and kept it going until after she was gone. She wasn’t hitting on me. She wasn’t wearing anything sexy. She was just someone who was willing to sit down and talk to me. Someone who didn’t know what I was all about but wanted to find out subtly. I loved it. Yet, I still wanted to know more about her. She’s a masters student at UVic who just came back from Japan and has the most beautiful smile in the world. It was a Friday afternoon and there were very few people in the library so to meet someone like her was rare. I want to see her again.

It’s things like that which make you forget about those rediculous feelings in the past. It’s events like that which keep you going in life. Episodes that give your life more meaning and hope. More want and existence. Episodes that make a mark inside you. Make you feel wholesome. We all crave it. We just don’t know when it’s truly coming. You know when it hits you too. When a smile resinates in your mind for hours after its gone, that’s when you know.

I just wanted to share that and get it off my back.

Surgery is just over 2 weeks away. And China and Thailand is a good 7 weeks away. The plane tickets are booked and so are the hotels. What we are going to do in Thailand is still up in the air but it will come together. Due to my extensive recovery period from surgery, I think most of the time will be spent in the Phi Phi Islands and the downtown core of Bangkok.

 I’m thinking of buying a cane for after my surgery. Any ideas on where to get one? I want a Dr. House style one. The ones with the nice rubber tip and solid wood handle. FOX should sell House canes on their site.

Ok. I need to go back to the studying. I’m learning about Canadian Taxation Laws. Aren’t you proud. If you want me to do some tax avoidance procedures for you, I know how now

I’m going to leave you with a Deadmau5 track that gets me going everytime I hear it. This one is live in front of a mass amount of people.

Peace.
Speaking of peace, OBAMA, winning a PEACE PRIZE?! Boo. He does not deserve that at all…

3:30am.

I’m waking up at 7am to go to uvic and study until 1 pm where, at this time, I will commence an epic fight to the finish with my tax midterm. I’ll let you know how it goes tomorrow night most likely if I don’t end up at felicitas.

I think I’m going to go buy Theo Fleury’s new book soon. Looks like an interesting read. Sexual abuse? From his coach? Unreal. Somebody is going to press charges on him soon and it will most likely be Theo.

I also looked into the book “the law of nines” and “tipping point.” I’ll probably get all three.

I feel like a shopoholic. But for some reason, it’s only for two specific items: books and t-shirts. And I only seem to want to purchase these products online. Why?! The appeal is just supermassive to me for some peculiar reason.

Ok that’s my five minute iPhone post. Enjoy.

– Post From My iPhone