Now I am back in Quebec, and I have been gardening for about an hour and a half. It's frigging hot! I can't believe how much crap there is everywhere when you leave it for a month. I mean, I *really* hate those vines. Sometimes I wish that a plant disease similar to dutch elm will come by and infect all these stupid gfs vines and then the landlord would *have* to come and finally do something about all this stupid overgrown vegetation. GDI!!!

Anyway, I wrote to D and he's very happy to meet with me this week. :) I haven't seen this guy in four years! I'll point you to a really old sketches page. Mind you, I don't have a clue as to if the link actually works. Just poke around or something.

I forgot my drawing somewhere so I'll redo it later. Anyway, let's talk about...

Wedding Fever!!!

So last weekend I found out that an acquaintance of mine from cegep (and a bad memory for Lil V) got engaged with her boyfriend of about three years. She's 21. Hee...

And now tonight, at Derrick's birthday supper at restaurant Beijing, Jorgh and I found out that Ben and Krisztina are getting married as well. They're about 23 at least...

Well, at least I can say that I was at Celeste's wedding, and she was 19 at the time. Heck, she's my age.

So where's my wedding ring? :p

I don't know. I have no point.

Happy Birthday Billy!

As usual, now that I look over my older entry, I regret those thoughts that I had before. I had a very good time on Friday, surprising Billy with the gang. It was lovely to be included in something once again, as it pains me to be alone and it made me felt left out every time there was an outing that I could not attend. It sucks being broke.

Sarah came to town :) and stayed at Rachel's place on the south shore. She discovered dim sum on Saturday, and had such a great time there that they went back on Sunday. Fantastic!

For some reason, Jesse either decided not to abduct Jordi on Saturday, or he did and didn't tell me, so I didn't have plans on Saturday with them. Instead, Jorgh and I went to the dim sum. Then I felt immensely tired from insomnia so Jorgh and I went home.

I guess the highlight of my weekend was on Sunday when I attended the Gay Pride Parade with Felix, and got a terrific sunburn. I expected nothing less after standing out in the sun for three hours without sunblock. Now I'm afraid of going outside. *shiver* #@$! it hurts like %#@$!!!

Insomnia

Since I came back from Quebec City early July, I couldn't bring myself to sleep at a relatively decent time. Say, 1 am. I have been unable to sleep properly, due to all sorts of thoughts floating around my head like a swarm of little black flies that seem to like floating around my head. I like sleeping. Hey, if I had a choice, I'd probaby sleep all day. That way I wouldn't be wasting resources like this.

What to do with insomnia? Read a book. Problem is, I don't have any. Or at least ones that aren't ten kilo textbooks about calculus or physics. The books I recently read were digital, meaning I stayed up until 5 am reading them on this monitor and basking in screen radiation with giant glowy eyes.

What else could I do? Actually, rollerblading every day. I would, but after three days in a row, I got these really small but annoying blisters next to my ankles, all in a row, and then a bruise under one set of them, and then the thing got itchy. So I said screw this and resorted to sitting here drawing webcomics.

Oops. Now I'm stuck. (Writer's block.)

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Sunburn

I'll put up a drawing in a moment of how bad it actually is.
EDIT: Go look at my webcomic. (August 4, 2003).

Now I am generally less frustrated and in a better mood before the party(-ies). I have also been invited to see my old friend Sarah from Quebec this Sunday with Rachel :) and I am very happy to do so. Life is like a buttercup (la la la la la)...

After struggling with some more css crap today, I realize how very hard it is to make a nice looking layout for a webpage. I mean, there are so many good examples of good uses for css, and so many good examples of bad-assed crap css. I like to stare at these pages and go, "Why meeeeee?????" *bawling eyes out*

Jorgh finally agreed to let me finish making his web site for the McGill math graduates page by supplying me with actual information, instead of making things up like I was doing. Unfortunately, I have to redo the layout because I had no idea what to put in the first place. And then Vito wanted to pay me to redo his page, but he already has a decent looking simple thing he put together with Composer.

I'll figure out how to do Jorgh's page before attempting to do Vito's.

Hell, I'll figure out how to fix my own before doing anything else.

The Bad Thoughts Cometh in My Head

I am invited to two parties this weekend: Friday - one surprise party for a friend of my girlfriends, Billy, and Saturday - one pseudo-surprise/abduction party for Jordi.

I was first very upset that both were on the same day, but then I spoke with Jesse, who is organizing the abduction party, and he determined his would be better held on the next day.

EDIT: I want to apologize and remove the next few paragraphs from viewing.


Frustrations!

People say that when there's something on your mind, you should tell your friends or talk about it somewhere. Since this is something I cannot tell my friends because of its sensitive and critical nature, I wanted to write it down to make sense of these thoughts. I talked to Jorgh the other night about these things...

Such evil thoughts!

And he still did not come with the new lease. #@$%!

I changed the template so that I could experiment with the CSS. (It's a given template right now.)

I feel terrible that I have such awful thoughts yesterday. Jorgh had to stay awake all night (morning?) listening to me whine and complain for a good while. If only I had a magic wand...

The Landlord

Most people have a fairly favourable relationship with their landlords. Actually, half the people I know have had terrible things happen with their landlords. Mostly having to do with their grubbiness or lethargy or whatnot. Anyway, I have a more or less decent landlord, whom I have known for at least two years going on three. So what sorts of things could I talk about, if I have a decent one?

It's rather funny the way rent goes in Montreal. You pay at the beginning of the month. Technically, the guy's supposed to come and collect it or get someone to. But with these buildings, including the one that my sister lives in down the street, he's too damn lazy to collect it in person. Instead, I have to drop it off down the street into the concierge's mailbox. But excluding the odd number of times we paid a little late, by a few weeks, we've been more or less punctual. By a few days.

The landlord came by earlier this week to collect the rent this month from new neighbours in our buildings in person, mostly because he wanted to make sure everything was alright with the building. We naturally said we wouldn't pay until we got our new lease in print form, which he had promised us since Lil V sent in all the papers to put herself on the lease. Within an hour, the concierge was in our appartment with the forms. Funny, how it took a few months and a witholding of money to get anyone to pay attention to us.

So today, the landlord came by to pick up the rent. No lease yet. Nope. But I did tell him about the flooding last night, partly due to a toilet that Jorgh... ah, nevermind. Let's just say it was really gross.

That's probably the highlight of the day today so far. Big pu's supposed to come by to have a sushi picnic later, but I haven't heard from him yet. I hate the waiting game.