Crisis averted. I managed to sweet-talk them into letting me have my check. Phew!
Thanks for your kind words of sympathy and support, dears!
my trip into Kafka hell
Dec 22
For the first time in my 36 years of life, I’ve been caught up in the mindless merciless gears of bureaucracy, and it’s driving me bonkers.
So here’s a rough chronology :
Friday, Dec 18, 2009 : I look my my check, which should have been delivered on Wednesday. Hmmm. Not there. I check the mailbox. Not there either. Well, this happens now and then. I probably neglected to get mt stub in this month. I thought I did, but whatever. I’ll call Monday and see what’s up.
Monday : I call up. There’s been some sort of bizarre administrative snafu. The Ministry got a fax from BC Housing saying I’ve moved to someplace I’ve never even heard of, and that’s where my check went. I’ve never had a single thing to do with BC Housing, and figure this is some minor administrative snafu that will easily be fixed. I mean, I’ve lived in the same place for five years. No problem, right? So I prevail upon my wonderful friend and roomie Joe to drive me to the Ministry and try to get this sorted out.
I get to the Ministry, and am, somewhat bizarrely, handed two checks, one of which says it’s a “rent top up” check. Well, they add up to around what I usually get, so… into the car and off to Money Mart to cashez les cheques. Except… I notice the larger of the two checks, the Big One, has entirely the wrong address on it. rendering it uncashable. Hoboy. Back to the Ministry.
Seriously. Why else would anyone want to see X-rays of consoles?
Because the hardware freaks will fap to this like madmen.
Judas and Jesus
Dec 3
ALL FURRIES MUST WATCH THIS. (NSFW!!!)
Also, all perverts, toonphiles, atheists, Satanists, degenerates, losers, weirdos, Spike and Mike fans, and anyone else who wants to see amazingly high quality rather smutty animation.
It’s like my dream of Disney-quality furry toon porn is coming true! It’s… it’s just so beautiful! *wipes tears from eyes*
We’re not there yet. The XXX elements are present, but relatively restrained. Presumably they were fine with an R rating but not an NC-17 rating, so they toned it down slightly.
But this is the closest we’ve ever come…
And according to the person who gave me the link, this film was made for something like 130 euros.
Most have been mostly volunteer effort, then, because MY GOD JUST LOOK AT IT. It’s gorgeous, the animation is flawless, the script is great, the direction is outstanding… every animated beat is top notch. And a heartwarming pro-sex message, too! Awesome.
If all THAT only costs 130 Euros, then I know what I am getting myself for Xmas this year… and it’d make THAT film look like King of Egypt, the TV edit. 
Please let this sort of thing catch on….
All of these come from My Life Is Average .
Yesterday I was sitting in science class taking notes, like always. As I am looking down on my paper I hear my teacher yell, “GO!” I look up to see him running the perimeter of the class turning on every computer. When he gets to the last computer he stops and yells, “What was my time?!” A kid in my class then goes, “7 seconds.” My teacher got really excited and yelled, “YES! THAT’S A NEW RECORD! MLIA.
I completely love this teacher. That’s my kind of mentor. Nuts.
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a simple message
Nov 23
… that will break your heart.
I can’t think of a better way to put it.
I’m alive because I was lucky enough to be born in the modern civilized technologically advanced democratic world.
By the time you finish reading this, some child will have died becuase they weren’t that lucky.
How fair is that?
Smoking Factory stock image
Nov 18
I’m testing out a rather cool plugin for Wordpress that puts a stock image library at my disposal.
How does it work? We’ll see when this publishes!
Dear Mom : Saw this old factory that produces nothing but crap and smoke and thought of you.
FAO Schwarz - Big Piano
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To counterbalance all that bile from my last post, here’s a pair of very talented young men playing a famous piece of music on the “Big” Piano at FAO Schwartz, the one made famous by Tom Hanks playing it in the movie “Big”.
To hell and back
Nov 14
One man’s journey through mental illness
A really interesting read, that has sent me to thinking.
I’ve been more depressed lately. I feel like dark clouds are closing in slowly all the time.
Partly this is because there was a minor interruption in my Paxil. But mostly, I think it’s part of the emotional processing that I’ve been going through for the last few years.
See, guys like Thor (author of the article) are, in a sick way, lucky. Why? Because they’re so crazy that it attracts attention. They behave badly. They do messed up stuff. And that alerts the authorities.
Plus, they have families that help and support them and really care. They have a support network. Friends, family, classmates.
But people like me, we have nothing. I’m not so crazy that I act out. Sometimes I ponder doing so deliberately, just to get people’s attention. Show up at Safeway naked, or something.
But I know I won’t. I’m not that crazy. I’m the quiet kind of crazy, that just stays at home, and does nothing. No suicide attempts. No screaming at neighbours. No substance abuse. Just me. Alone. Home. On the Internet. Forever.
Or at least that’s how it seems. Without ever consciously intending it, I became an expert at staying out of the way. I’m so good at it that I could just vanish, and it wouldn’t really matter.
Intellectually, I know that’s not true. There’s people in my life, they’d miss me, my family would be upset and wonder where I’d gone, and all the rest.
But I still can’t feel it. I remain isolated in a very cold world of my own… my icy refuge from reality. The place I went to hide from all the bad things in life.
The place I have real trouble leaving. It’s more like a prison now. Not one that keeps you in through iron bars and locked gates, but one that you’re afraid to leave.
So anyhow, guys like Thor go through hell, and come out stronger.
I go through nothing, and stay the same.
‘Vomit on the table’ and speak like a 1950s hipster
It’s not as bad as it sounds.
Actually, it’s a fun read. It vibrates me.