1.30.2004,13:28
jesus was a sailor and he walked uopn the water
and he spent a long time watching
from his lonely wooden tower,
and when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him he said
"all men shall be sailors now, until the sea shall free them,"
but he himself was broken,
long before the sky could open,
forsaken, almost human,
he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone.


what I really need is a tranquil moment, but instead I'm caught between a visit with my grandmother (who's in town until Monday) and sisters, and going to an event my mom's mc-ing for CR Avery. this kind of thing seems to be happening to me a lot lately, where I have to choose between meeting two different expectations, and no matter what I do, I'm pissing someone off. and that, of late, is the story of my life.
 
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1.26.2004,11:20
monday, monday, can't trust that day,
monday, monday, sometimes it just turns out that way.


You know the kind of monday I mean, where you leave late, and then just miss the bus, and the bus that is supposed to come every five minutes doesn't come for almost twenty, and you're standing at one of those east-side bus stops with no shelter, and it's cold and raining, so you stand there and get soaked, and when you finally get to school, you're fifteen minutes late, and so rather than interupt the whole class, you burrow away in the library and start trying to get warm. At least, that's what monday morning looks like if you happens to be me. grrrarg.

I have, however, finally gotten my modem working in my new computer and thus am once again here! and online! and all of those exciting things, but I'm also, as always, falling behind in my damned political philosophy reading. Can't win 'em all, I guess.
 
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1.18.2004,11:15
there's a guy on my street corner
who says he sells freedom
he'll even give me the needles
if I'm broke
if I need 'em
but you see
I know what I'm missing
so I ain't gotta try it
because freedom ain't freedom
if you gotta buy it

Shane Koyczan, "People are Getting Better"

rainy sunday, busy day, guests coming, homework to do, but should you find yourself with nothing to do tonight, may I highly recommend the Thundering Word Heard 3 Year Anniversary Extravaganza. $7 gets you in the door at Cafe Monmartre at 4362 Main St. (that's at about 28th) at 7:30 where you'll be treated to the likes of CR Avery (our own Bob Dylan, or a cross between Sylvia Plath and LL Cool J), Monica Lee (like Joni Mitchelle if she were hot and had the voice of an angel), Barbra Adler (creating terms for previously un-named feelings since 1983ish), THE Shane and Mike McGee (who together meld and become something far greater than their parts, something known as TOFU, or Tons Of FUn). T'will be the show of the century, and hey, if we're lucky, RC Wheslowski might even tell us all about jacking off on top of Mount Rushmore, and how can any sane person say no to that???
 
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1.13.2004,11:07
A total of 226 armed conflicts have been recorded for the years 1946-2002. Of these, 116 were active in the period 1989-2002, including 31 in 2002...
Source: Journal of Peace Research, p. 593, 40(5), 2003

Today is reading day. That quote above is from the uplifting little gem I get to start with. Ahh it's so lovely/depressing to be back at school. I have to give our poli sci department credit for it's amazing ability to come up with the most uplifting course topics though. This term I'm enrolled in a heart warming Security Studies course on internal conflict using the case studies of Sri Lanka, Sierra Leone, Yugoslavia, and of course, Rwanda.

On the whole though, my course load does look pretty good, despite the fact that I only got into my last class yesterday (the above-mentioned security studies), and beyond that I'm taking a political philosophy course on the theory of justice and justice as fairness by our century's greatest political theorist, John Rawls, a great Can Lit course with WH New's prodigy Lisa Grekul (WH New being a very well respected lit critic and van poet and writer extraordinare) which is focusing on all modern, cross cultural Can Lit (read: no Atwood -- hurray!!), my standard and required french course, and for a science credit, computer science 100 -- Tyler Soon would be proud, I have my first class on binary tomorrow. So yeah, that's a bit of everything and more than enough to ensure that I'm in no danger of getting bored (let alone -- and god forbid -- having free time). Also in the works soon: buying a new computer.

But first, a nap. (And by that I mean some political philosophy reading).
 
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1.06.2004,12:36
if you lay face up on the ground while it's snowing, it looks like warp speed through the windows of the starship enterprise

not that I've tried, just one of the more amusing snippets I overheared on the almost two hour version of what should be a fourty-five minute b-line trip from commercial drive to ubc. the result of this fantastic voyage was me arriving very late and thereby missing the class I'm trying to get into. that's fine and dandy, just so long as I amnage to get into all three of the other full courses I'm trying for. it's bullshit, I tells ya, shelling out a couple of grand a term to take whatever happens to be available since our cheap-ass school clearly isn't interested in shelling out the needed fund to actually aquire a new prof or two to meet the demands of our continuously growing student population. not that I'm bitterm or anything.

Hope everyone had a happy and (insert other desired trait of new year's celebration here) New Year's eve. Mine was lovely with the exception of a near mass brawl between us peace-luvin' poet types and some hip-hop mc's who decided to perform their set as if they were catering to a bunch of sixteen year-old, pleather wearing, coors light drinking, fiddy-cent listening bunch of stone-temple style,shitfaced goons... but yeah, other than that, lovely. I saw the best minds of my generation... well, sing, dance, and get really giggly, which I reckon is about the best anyone can hope for. All in all December was a really good month, and I'm sad to see it end and this new school term from hell come roaring out of the garage to wake me from my sleepy, smokey, cozy stupor.

 
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