Because We Could All Use a Bit More Nerdiness in Our Breakfast

Sandie takes a break from studying, procrastination and family dramas to
post an update:

Behold!

The keyboard shaped waffle iron! It makes keyboard shaped waffles! Does breakfast get any better than this? No it does not.
"My dog ate my keyboard so I couldn't write my psychology essay!"

Ctrl-Alt-Delicious!

On Cats and Sleep

The coming of summer has disrupted my sleep cycle at record speed this year; any pattern that I had grown accustomed to in the past months has now ceased to exist and have been thrown into utter chaos. I am now living more or less like a cat, and I love it.

If I were a cat, I feel that I would be a grey kitty with golden eyes, just like Molly; (Chief differences being that I would have much shorter hair, and I would be less of a flirt and more of a sleepy cow. )
I would start off my days in the afternoon, rolling onto my back and growl until I am fed. With my new kitty lifestyle, I would very quickly develop a sort of narcolepsy, as I would be so immobile for some halves of days that I would simply fall asleep in the middle of a meal. These narcoleptic episodes would be followed with manic-esque states due to replenishment of sleep, where I paint pictures with my paws while trying not to shred the canvas for hours before lapsing into deep sleep again. Sometimes instead of painting pictures I would wander into neighbours' and friends' backyards and attend barbecues; I would always be welcome because everyone loves cute grey kitties.

It's 8:30pm and I'm going to take a 3 hour nap.

Joke

There are 10 types of people in the world; ones who understand binary, and ones who don't!

How I learned to stop worrying and love the bomb

"Hello?... Uh... Hello D- uh hello Dmitri? Listen uh uh I can't hear too well. Do you suppose you could turn the music down just a little?... Oh-ho, that's much better... yeah... huh... yes... Fine, I can hear you now, Dmitri... Clear and plain and coming through fine... I'm coming through fine, too, eh?... Good, then... well, then, as you say, we're both coming through fine... Good... Well, it's good that you're fine and... and I'm fine... I agree with you, it's great to be fine... a-ha-ha-ha-ha... Now then, Dmitri, you know how we've always talked about the possibility of something going wrong with the Bomb... The *Bomb*, Dmitri... The *hydrogen* bomb!... Well now, what happened is... ahm... one of our base commanders, he had a sort of... well, he went a little funny in the head... you know... just a little... funny. And, ah... he went and did a silly thing... Well, I'll tell you what he did. He ordered his planes... to attack your country... Ah... Well, let me finish, Dmitri... Let me finish, Dmitri... Well listen, how do you think I feel about it?... Can you *imagine* how I feel about it, Dmitri?... Why do you think I'm calling you? Just to say hello?... *Of course* I like to speak to you!... *Of course* I like to say hello!... Not now, but anytime, Dmitri. I'm just calling up to tell you something terrible has happened... It's a *friendly* call. Of course it's a friendly call... Listen, if it wasn't friendly... you probably wouldn't have even got it... They will *not* reach their targets for at least another hour... I am... I am positive, Dmitri... Listen, I've been all over this with your ambassador. It is not a trick... Well, I'll tell you. We'd like to give your air staff a complete run-down on the targets, the flight plans, and the defensive systems of the planes... Yes! I mean i-i-i-if we're unable to recall the planes, then... I'd say that, ah... well, ah... we're just gonna have to help you destroy them, Dmitri... I know they're our boys... All right, well listen now. Who should we call?... *Who* should we call, Dmitri? The... wha-whe, the People... you, sorry, you faded away there... The People's Central Air Defense Headquarters... Where is that, Dmitri?... In Omsk... Right... Yes... Oh, you'll call them first, will you?... Uh-huh... Listen, do you happen to have the phone number on you, Dmitri?... Whe-ah, what? I see, just ask for Omsk information... Ah-ah-eh-uhm-hm... I'm sorry, too, Dmitri... I'm very sorry... *All right*, you're sorrier than I am, but I am as sorry as well... I am as sorry as you are, Dmitri! Don't say that you're more sorry than I am, because I'm capable of being just as sorry as you are... So we're both sorry, all right?... All right."

"Reunion on the Island Naboombu"

The book talk assignment, as it occurred to me earlier today, will probably be the last assignment in our lives where it is called upon us to draw half-assed artwork for credit. That being said, perhaps I should dedicate more heart and effort into the last art-outside-of-art-class assignment of my life, to bequeath it the sentiment that it deserves.

Instead, all the precious motivation that was able to muster went to sketchbooking for three hours.

Updates

Today, the procrastination God has brought you all the first post in over two months. Hoorah!

Here's a brief account of the passings these last weeks:

>AP Studio Art Show:
was a huge success. The one week I dedicated to completing my portfolio pieces, and preparing for the show was well worth the consequential psychology AP cramming that resulted. Unfortunately, I did not encounter any wealthy rich art lovers to offer me money for my artwork. Nevertheless, I did receive a couple of encouraging anonymous comments in the guest book.

On a side note: I am now about 90% confident about my abilities to get acceptance into Emily Carr. However, I've made up my mind; at this stage in my life I wish to go to UBC. If by the time I graduate, my passion for art has proven true and has not dissipated, I will then consider pursuing a place in art school.

School:
is nearly done. The graduation ceremony has come and gone, yet school is yet to be finished. I write you this as I procrastinate my last-week-of-school-test-project-rush work. I am just one electrochemistry test, three photography projects, one psychology presentation, one English book talk project, one french test, two historical movie reviews, one portrait, and four provincial exams away from being done with highschool. I hardly have time to be excited, especially with post-secondary options on my mind.

Post-Secondary:
choices are mind boggling. It seems that my plans of taking the first term off is not going to fly, seeing as I need six english credits for first-year university, and studying for only one term in first year just won't suffice. There are a few other options available, including summer sessions, or simply taking one lone english course in term one. But overall, this seems to be an all-or-nothing deal. If I'm serious about wanting time off, it will have to be an entire year, or nothing at all.

Books:
are being read at a rate that I haven't been able to achieve since my grade school days where the days offered nothing to do but long hours to be filled with reading. More than six books in the last two months, hoorah! I never imagined that I would ever pick up a Harry Potter book when I have or could see its movie rendition, let alone pick up three. I've finished the last three books of the Harry Potter series, and await the release of the final book this coming summer. Having completed the latest books in the sequence, I have little desire to read the first three. Especially after discovering what an obnoxious and unlikeable character Harry Potter actually is.

Movie Viewing:
has slowed to a crawl to make way for book reading progress. However I've recently discovered the movie goldmine that is the public library. You would be amazed at how many great classics (Frida, Hotaru no Hakka, Taxi Driver, The Shining, Jean de Florette! etc. ) that you can find between the dull grey shelves. All of which are free of charge to boot. I'll be having a movie marathon of Chinatown, Dr. Strangelove, and the Rocky Horror Picture Show this Friday to make the due date which is Saturday.

Drawing Phases:
have gone from fusion hybrid animals, to rabbits, to poodle llamas, to the still prevailing face-figure drawings, and now I have arrived at the owls.

I now leave you with a wonderful video from Yenshui Taiwan. I have to go to this someday.