Monday, January 31, 2005

Fun with lectures!

So I just got out of class. As I mentioned in my first post, I'm taking a program in GIS. In the class I had today we were talking about networking, which is looking at things like traffic flow, figuring out shortest routes between points, that kind of stuff. Now, something to keep in mind here is that I'm a complete simpleton. I'm very easily amused and laugh at just about anything.

So my prof is talking about networking, and mentions that one application creates a file with a ".sec" extension. And then she says that yes, if you make an index of that file, the index extension is ".sex". I find this amusing. But then, my brain takes it a step further. What if you were doing a network of traffic, and the file was called "car"? You'd index it and get "car.sex". Or even better, what if it was a network of telephone lines, called "phone"? The index would be "phone.sex"!

It was all I could do not to crack up in the middle of lecture. I had to cover my mouth to stifle the giggling. I can never, ever work in networking, because I'd be manipulating file names on purpose.

Then, she starts talking about the kind of data you need to have to do a network. One of things needed is a table showing what kind of turn can be made at a given intersection (like right on red, whether or not there's a flashing green, that kind of stuff). This table is, of course, called the turntable. So now she's talking about turntables and I get "Where It's At" by Beck stuck in my head ("I've got two turntables and a microphone").

The end result is me thinking about "Where It's At" combined with "phone.sex". It was too much, I barely made it out of class alive. Yes, I'm a geek, and yes, I have too much imagination and not enough to do. It was fun :)

Sunday, January 30, 2005

Whatever your feelings...

....on how things have been handled in Iraq, I think we should all send our hopes out that the results of their first election in 50 years prove to be fair, and spare a thought for those who were killed trying to vote. They may not be soldiers, but they were killed for freedom, and are no less heros. I truly hope some good can come of the pain endured by everyone involved there.

Saturday, January 29, 2005

I have been blessed!

By none other than God himself. I love his blog, it just proves my long-held opinion that God is a lot more fun than the Bible would have you believe ;)

All in all, it's been a pretty good day. It was relatively warm again today, which is always happy. I also got an increase in my hours at work (which is good considering that my income was going to be in the negative otherwise). And, joy of joys, when I came home I found that the Japanese black pine seed I had planted has sprouted! Someday, it's going to grow up into a beautiful bonsai (assuming I learn to do it properly. This site has some lovely pictures that have made me want to pursue learning how to do bonsai, so I bought a kit to start with, and we'll see how it turns out. It will take several years apparently, which is understandable, but I love plants, so I'm sure it will be worth it. Even if the bonsai doesn't work out, I'll have a pretty little tree to plant in my yard.

I am also quite pleased that it is day 5 of the blog, and I have posted daily. And I still love to post. Now I just need an audience to appreciate my havering. 2 points to anyone who knows what havering means without looking it up! Not that I can prove whether you looked it up or not, but 2 points anyways! In the immortal words of The Proclaimers, as interpreted by Less Than Jake, "And if I haver, whatever the fuck that means, I'm gonna be the [wo]man who havers next to you!"

I love that song.

Friday, January 28, 2005

Yay it's Friday!

Happy Friday everyone. I'm not sure why I like Friday so much, because sure, class is done, but I have to go to my job tomorrow, and I'll end up in the lab doing assignments Sunday, if not tomorrow night as well. Ah well, I like it anyways. Probably because I can do whatever I want tonight. 4 out of my 5 roomates will be gone, everyone else in residence will be drunk or stoned, so I can have my music blasting for once (I generally don't out of consideration of my roomates, but I love having my music loud so I can sing and not notice how bad I sound). Blasting my music is a rare treat, and I intend to take advantage of it.

The weather finally warmed a little here. For the last two weeks, most days have been at least -20 celcius. Today is a balmy -9. I miss Halifax. Sure, we get really cold days too, and right now they've got about 60cm of snow, but snow I can deal with. Temperatures of -20 and lower are the devil.

It would help if it would at least be warm inside, but they don't seem to allow heat in residence. We have this thing that has a temperature gauge and blows air around, but no matter what temperature you set it to, the temperature of the air it blows around never changes. I feel very strongly that if I'm inside, fully dressed, with a sweater, that I should not be shivering. That has been the case way too many days in the last two weeks. I guess they figure that if they aren't going to charge us for electricity, they aren't going to let us crank the heat. /sigh

I can't wait for spring.

Thursday, January 27, 2005

If you post it, they will come

Or so it seems.

The third day of my much-loved blog has produced my first email. I posted an email address in my profile and said if you ask me stuff, I'll post about it. I suppose that was kind of a general thing to do, and probably asking for trouble if I'm not careful, but hey, I'm a big girl, and can pick and choose what I talk about.

So I got my first such email today. It was from a person from Pakistan, and the question was very general: "What do I think of people from Pakistan?" I was surprised by this question, but then when I thought about it, I was very general in asking for questions and topics, so I tried to think of an answer. I like to consider myself a reasonably intelligent person, and was upset to find that I really don't know a thing about Pakistan at all.

So, I went to one of my new favorite info sites, Wikipedia,and read what they knew about it. From my readings, it seems to me that Pakistan has had a troubled past, but are making steps in the right direction, and that is a good thing. I particularly like how the nation got it's name (this link will tell you more).

While I learned a bit today (and that is always a fantastic thing!), I can't say that article really does anything to give me an impression of the people themselves. As far as that goes, I think people are people, no matter where they are from. I try not to say that I like or dislike any specific group of people, as I think that sells individuality short. A person may be from Pakistan, Canada, England, China, wherever, but that is only a facet of who that person is. An opinion of that person should be based on more than that.

So what do I think of people from Pakistan? I think they are human beings, and as such are entitled to the rights and opportunities of every human. I thank that particular writer for the incentive to learn a little more, and think about an interesting question :)

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Ok, now that I have an answer...

My thanks for the response to my last post! It's good to know it's ok to post links.

So now that I know that, I think every should go here and write comments to support this guy. And thanks for the return comment, Mick! The anonymous poster before you is actually one of my roomates here in residence. She didn't bother registering because I knew it was her. Oh, and I have no problem with you imitating my blog, it's not like I came up with the template or idea myself ;) And if you do write about other things, you should still keep us posted on the quitting.

Quick question

Ok, so I'm becoming addicted to clicking the little "Next Blog" button up in the right hand corner, and seeing what's out there. I'm still pretty new to this blogging thing, and my question is this: Is it ok to link to other people's blogs?

Like, if I see something I enjoy, is it ok to put a little post saying "hey, you should check this blog out" and link it? Or do I need to ask permission of the site owner first? Sorry for being a newbie.

I love getting groceries

I really do. Getting groceries has always been one of my favorite things, even when I was a kid. I just got back from getting groceries, and it makes me happy.

I lived in New York for a while (I had a job there), and my boyfriend would come over on the weekends. I'd always get him to take me grocery shopping. It would be one of the first things we'd do when he got there. The only thing that makes grocery shopping better, is grocery shopping with my boy. I think it maybe because it's such a cute little domestic thing to do. I hate cooking, but walking through the grocery store with him, I can think of nothing but how fun it will be to go home and put the groceries away and then make dinner, either together, or just me cooking for him. I am not usually the domestic type, but grocery shopping makes me silly.

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I am having a lot of fun with this blog so far. I spent all last night figuring out how to add things to it. Now I've got my little quote at the top, my current favorite word at the bottom, and my list of links on the side. I'm so pleased. I keep checking my email to see if anyone has emailed me something to talk about yet too, which is silly because this is only day two. It's highly unlikely I have a fanbase yet (if ever). Ah well, it's amusing me, and I love to be amused.

I should tell you some more stuff about me, as nothing really interesting happened today to speak of. I'm a vegetarian, bet you didn't know that. I don't have any moral problem with eating animals, and I don't freak out if my food was cooked in the same pan as meat, or if someone with me is eating meat. That said, I do have some problems with how animals are often treated, but I'm not here to preach about that. I just don't want all the chemicals, antibiotics and hormones they pump into the animals these days. If I could get organic meat at reasonable prices, I'd eat it. And yes, I realize there's a lot of chemicals and such that vegetables get sprayed with too. It's mostly a case of extent, and I have to draw a line somewhere. I feel like not eating meat is the lesser evil. It's a personal choice though, I promise I'm not judging anyone who eats meat. Your body, your choice, that's how I feel about it.

I feel that way about most things. I think that as long as you're not hurting anyone else, you're free to do as you wish. My sister used to say the Golden Rule is "Don't be dumb." I feel like that's a good philosophy. Don't hurt anyone else, don't be dumb. Words to live by.

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

And so it begins...

I've never been good at keeping a journal.

I've tried many times, and it always looks so good at first. I'll write every day, maybe every other day if I'm really busy, but it always starts tapering off after a month or so, and by the end of two months I'm not even trying to fool myself into thinking that I'll write in it tomorrow. But, like everyone who has big plans but are inherently lazy, I keep trying every time I get a fit of inspiration. So here I am (and hopefully, here you are to read) starting another journal-type thing.

My present urge to write and create comes from the fact that I am learning HTML in one of my classes, and felt it would be fun to have my own website. However, I know that I don't know enough HTML (or any other programming language) to make anything worth looking at. It also probably wouldn't amount to anything more than me thinking out loud. So I decided to try a blog, where it seems thinking out loud is encouraged.

As the title of this blog probably implies, I don't really have a set subject that I intend to expound upon. I figured I'd start blogging first, and see where it takes me. My sister had one of these for a while, and it looked fun. She seems to be like me though, and has since abandoned it.

I guess I should start out by telling you a bit about me. My name's Erin, I'm 25. I live in Ontario, but I'm from Nova Scotia. I'm here going to school, and I live in residence. I'm in a post-grad program in GIS Applications Specialist (I linked GIS because no one ever seems to know what it is). I have a bachelor's in Honors Anthropology and Geography. Ultimately, I want to do GIS within archaeology.

As I mentioned, I have a sister. My parents are divorced. My dad has remarried, and mom is living with her boyfriend. I am not so lucky, and my boyfriend lives far away. He's American, and lives in upstate New York. Border guards have a hard time with the idea that a Canadian is dating an American. They always like to ask us how we met when he brings me to his place. Non-border guards have less of a hard time with this concept, but they always ask "Isn't long distance hard?" Yes, it is. It's worth it though. My boy is great and I wouldn't trade him for anyone.

Well, that's me in a nutshell (I can never say that without thinking of Mike Myers as Wayne and being amused...which is probably exactly why I say it). We'll know in two months whether I can keep this up or not.