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7:43pm: Can hurt you in 100 different ways.
After watching Man Staring at Goats last night, I was intrigued by the little predator tool which George Clooney demonstrated on Ewan McGregor with such comedic intensity; yet it’s biodegradable and somewhat funny looking. Little that anyone would know that it can cause so much human pain and discomfort *although the secret is out now…it’s not that innocent looking anymore. I like multi-purpose tools….they’re fascinating and they’re useful; impresses lady by gouging out guy friend’s eyeball with a predator tool.

Surprisingly I found the tool online, and it’s so…interesting.



With that many useful function, you probably can start doing combo hits with it…..strike the individual in the head, follow by cutting them in the face, and than go for the nasal bridge.. you can even attach cute Japanese charms on the bottom of it to further camouflage it’s dangerousness. This is something you can smuggle into a club with and the bouncers would have no clue at all.

Additional training videos.


There is that version..and than there is this hardy human bash rock ATAX survival knife.



This tool can: hack, slash, cut, pummel, compass, slingshot, range finder, skinner, sexy table top piece.

11:59am: Wrap me with love.
After a great crusade of searching for the best burrito restaurant in Toronto with Ada, a quick and pre-emptive mission was decided to try making home made burrito. First timer’s outcome was interesting. We made a semi descent interior burrito slurry mixture of guacamole, rice, and salsa; a tad too much raw garlic resulting in questionable human decimating burps the following morning.

The slight downfall would have to be the steak chunks and flatbread goodness. Steak chunks were poorly marinated, 7 hours short of the recommended time and it tasted…sour…too much lime juice and beer :P Something which can be improved on.

The tortilla flat bread turned out to be the greatest challenge. Seems like we’re still in the amateur level since our soft bread turned into a hard taco shell instead: except for Ada’s. So far the internet research may have yielded two possible reasons:

- cooked on way too high of a temperature.
- Dough was too thick? Resulting poor cooking consistency.

http://www.norecipes.com/2009/07/23/how-to-make-tortillas/

2:15pm: Giant mushroom clouds in the horizon.
I don’t play much computer games, but the ones I do play I tend to fall in love with them and play the same scenarios months on end *DeusEx I played for nearly 3 years..and I’m still going back for replays.

So far I’m still playing Fallout and finally getting the hang of navigating the sprite around in its virtual environment. The first few weeks has been walking into unfortunate events because I really didn’t understand the whole click where you want to aim and walk *use to W A D movements.

Extra awesomeness discovered about Fallout. The games narrative doesn’t just function as a narrative for players to part take in, it’s also an in depth sociological/anthropological look into possible post apocalyptic societies and how government and people would operate. It’s fascinating to observe that after human most despair moments; we’ll still be able to crawl out into the charred world and re-start again.

I wonder how Toronto would be like if it ever faced a post-apocalyptic outcome. For sure self contained society would appear, and maybe gang life would spill into the streets. Kensington market will come out un-scathed and move along as business was usual? :P Would we suburbanites be able to survive as human desperation begins to surface….not eating the neighborhood squirrels or raccoons….filled with too much human by-products :P

10:49am: Hold the dam!
Not that I’m trying to hold back a tidal wave of geek fluids…buttttt…. Whil Wheaton (Wesley Crusher from Next Generation) is in the new season of The Guilds as rival game player Anarchist Leader Fawkes.

It’s great to see little internet production launching off from obscure amateur camera shooting to that of a moderate size production crew accompanied with semi memorable famed actors! The show’s writing has also matured as dialogue becomes even wittier, yet the story remains simplistic filled with extra bonus experience tucked away.


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Extra notes of Geek gushing:

Stargate Universe has been more promising than I’ve anticipated. The show is more Battlestar like with it’s of cinematography, but the narrative has more taste and story building than it’s predecessor….more on morality/humanity/etc etc, a completely new spin on what I’m used to watching. Oh yah, captain is so badass! He uses an assault rifle as a cane.

On another side note: “V” is back, yup seems like the old tv shows like BSG and V are making a come back. “V” has the premise that aliens first comes to planet earth; lays down their intentions that they’ve come in peace, only to shaft us a couple of months later. Of course humanity forms a resistance and takes on the human invaders.

Wasn’t the biggest fan of V…butttttt…Moren Baccarin is in it which means I need to watch.

12:45am: Sinning!
I'm angry at myself that I'm looking at bicycle frames....AGAIN! So far Planet-X has a nice sale going on....1199 American for a full TI frame! Cheapest American made beauty ready for a sexy buildup. Must look away or Soma might try to throw me off..again!

So far I have no complaints about my Soma...she's held up pretty well; except she's showing some signs of paint chips! **Better touch those up with nail polish to prevent rusting! It seems like this summer was the wrong time to build and ride a steel frame because 50% of the time it was through very wet rain storms.




Anyhow. I’m still trying to get my hands on a titanium bike to road test and see how its plush levels are like. So far I’ve ridden super high end carbon and it was like riding a plastic chopstick. Quick on the acceleration, but doesn’t have that nice springy feel of steel. Aluminum was shaking up my liver… just need to try out the titanium and see how she handles!

11:51pm: Its like playing homework!
If Mad Max and Syndicate the CPU game had a baby, Fallout would be it‘s offspring!

Fallout is friggin difficult! Even if its origin comes from the late 90s, I should have taken the developer’s name into consideration since as a kid I was never able to beat any games from Interplay! I remember their classic titles would always cause frustration because many of their games involves intelligence/logic/wit rather than blowing the SHITE out of everything **which I’ve grown accustom to.

With that out of the way, the game is spectacular! As a character you’re allowed to build up numerous personality/skill traits which helps you through your quest and journeys. At first I thought DeusEx was challenging, this game is nearly murderous! Everything you do affects the entire story paradigm…so far I’ve killed 13 murderous gang women in self defense and it’s lowering my Karma level!

So far I’ve been playing the semi-aggressive/moral inflicted player..always taking it the hard and tedious ways..and so far it hasn’t been paying off! Clearly post-apocalyptic world has more frontier justice than my city ethics can handle! Oh heck at least their rib cage explodes with a fantastic amount of gore.

It’s also interesting how your choice of speech will also affect the game out come. Be un-friendly and you might find your corpse outside of a bar rotting, or else gain friendship and trust by being a leader/ass-kisser :P

The only thing I would complain about is the games very slow playing speed *D&D speed! Each character is engaged and moved like a chess piece..meaning each character has a turn during a battle sequence..it can take dozen of minutes to complete one battle scenario and you pray that you don’t die half way through a fight..or that you remember to save before an engagement.

This game is intriguing, fascinating and is driven by the player’s choices and judgments…user should practice heavily with the save function or else it might cause you an awesome amount of frustration!

12:20am: Snack crackle pop!
Corn corn everywhere

Corn maze trip turned out to be another fun outing experience with friends. Although people dropped out at the last moment, we were able to assemble a third engine and off we went. Arrived horrifically late in the pitch black because Yahoo map clearly didn’t know how to give directions. The night time setting provided a great back drop for zombies *28 Days later class to run wild within the thick lines of corn stocks. At time we scarred the shite out of some kids as we came barraging out from the corn without flashlights *call us evil!

Half way through the run we decided that the outskirt of the maze was the best time to break open some beer and chips refreshment :P As we enjoy the brew we saw the longest shooting star ever! As in….WHOOOOOooaaaaaOOOHHHHaaaOOOOOOOOOO…the star streaked across the sky for nearly 1.5 seconds…than we saw another three more but each of them were only a second long : (

Left the maze in a drunken state and drove to Stratford where we barged into 3 separate bars trying to find a place which still had a kitchen working past 12 in the morning. Found one..ate..drank…talked….motel.

Day time it was brunch and exploration fun within Stratford.

One little awkward moment on the trip would have to be discovering some unstable secrets about people; if released it would cause a massive fire storm of destruction.

( Pics of corn pron )

11:46pm: Things we learned tonight.
My turtle is turned on by Ada's finger tip.

Calvin likes the smell of static dry sheets. **sniff's Ada's scarf.

12:57am: You're sooo small down there
Went wall climbing for the first time today..and boy it was an interesting night. Climbing I enjoy/don’t mind; every year my parents force me to scurry up the side of our 2.5 storey house without any safety harness to check the eves trout…..the part that really really freaked me out was following verbal instructions and learning how to tie the knots for the harness and operating the belay device.

I admit I’m horrible/dyslexic when it comes to hearing and learning intricate instructions from an instructor. Unless I have everything locked into muscle memory, I’m probably going to mess something up…horrifically. A good example was the figure eight knot tie; required to lock myself into the harness. Kamie and two other couples were able to tie it within the second try and I’m still looking at the rope seeing how that end was supposed to wrap into the other….and kept on looking at it….to the point the instructor was a little worried about me **gahh how come this guy is not picking it up! After several failed attempt I was still confused so Kami end up having to tie my knots **yah was slightly embarrassing.

On with the climbing…I was okay with it. Climbed 10 walls with three failures **finger became too slippery with sweat on the second last wall; tried it three more times before moving on to an easier wall.

Kami was only able to make it up 2 ½ pretty good for a person who has no upper body strength at all.

Tonight I’m going to have nightmares about figure 8 knots!! Gahh.

4:28pm: Its so thick and heavy!


Finally someone made a skit about this stupid flashlight! I found one in my friend’s washroom three years ago and discover that it’s the dumbest thing ever! For some odd reason while in his washroom there was a power failure, thus forcing me to put this contraption to the test.

I have to say…this thing sucks as a flashlight/everything!

1. It’s weights around 2 lbs. Not the lightest thing to heft around even at home!
2. Just like the video, I burst a sweat gland/fried an arm muscle trying to get this thing juiced up!
3. The batteries are horrible! After 2 minutes of shaking/wanking I only got 20 seconds of juice.
4. Light-bulb; probably chosen to save on electricity consumption. It barely lit up the washroom.

I bet you Hulk would get angry trying to get this thing working.

In the end, that’s that….note to self: Still hooked on Taylor Swift You Belong to Me Song.

2:22pm: Wherever i go...there will be cacophony.
I don’t know how to say it….but another house way too close to mine is prepping for demolishment tomorrow; the massive orange excavator is sitting right on the driveway. That meansssss!!! Fuck another year without proper sleep…hurrah…..as morning blissfulness is woken by the sound of construction and the honey truck sucking up shite from the porta potty at 6:30 in the morning.

12:09am: Must..burn down...York....university.
I followed Ada to class today so I can pretend to be a U of T student..only to start reading my Yorku course kit during her Sociology class. I have to admit, U of T is the SHite! Compare to York…our washrooms looks like if they were never renovated since the late 70s. U of T’s washroom has state of the art motion sensor activated taps and very very pretty wall tiles.

Even the student lounging area coupled with the latest coffee/food/snack bar in the main foyer is awesome to hang out in! York’s dining area reminds me way too much of high school’s danky and somewhat smelly cafeteria **which I tried to avoid at all costs!

York’s attempt of revamping and technologically upgrading the hall environment with massive 32 inches and 64 inch LCD flat screen seems all too futile and money wasting **especially the only thing being displayed on the screens are the daily weather and bits of useless daily news.

Oh one more thing…you can actually find microwaves at U of T..conveniently everywhere! At one point I was pondering if I should bring a camping stove to warm up my meals..rather than waiting in line for the poorly cleaned nuke boxes.

1:27am: Women help books are ANXIETY inducing!
Instead of throwing myself at school reading assignments, I tossed myself into my cousin’s book titled “Why Man Marry Bitches”.
Interesting read for females who needs a little booster help in becoming the strong self sufficient ladies.

The book is broken down into the following ideas:

1. Throwing Out the Rulebook
2. Make him Chase you…Until you Catch Him
3. The Sun Rises and Sets in his Boxer Shorts
4. Female Button Pushing
5. Wanted: Joe Paycheck
6. Breaking into the Boys Club
7. From “I Might” to “I DO”

Surprisingly the novel breaks away from neo-traditional magazine articles. Rather than pleasing the guy first **for some reason female magazine still gives men the upper hand as the female serves it out, the book instructs the female support her own needs before pleasing him, something I believe in…or more like both sexes.

I think my eyes were slightly re-opened with chapter six at the description in what the male psyche is like…**sometimes I really don’t relate with some of the masculine traits the book are describing; men as being competitive, or needs a constant ego stroking.

I have to admit I turned a blind eye to dating or how men acts in general, I really don’t like hanging out with men sometimes because of their massively inflated audio egos *boring! and mal-treatment to females….it doesn’t mean I generalize all men being that way…..but some men I’ve encounter in the past does need a good whacking in the back of the head.

10:55pm: Because cute animals are fuzzy!

11:29pm: How many fails is one allowed in one day?
As much as I’m enjoying my Monday evening classes because we are actually shooting now……I’m slowly being exposed to some of my insecurities that I’ve never encounter before.

I hate my voice….or more like I hate my voice on audio….I have really no idea how my voice sounds like my head…..but when it’s digitized it helps exposed my anxiety ridden persona: all the speedy clunky noises which comes out of my mouth.

Body movement. I don’t usually see this in photos because photos are not moving. But on film my body seems to be all twitchy and such….nothing is fluidic. It reminds me of a broken gear system which has been wedged or completely rusted up…skipping cogs and teethes.

Lol, after watching myself no wonder why people generalized me as odd and weird.

Embarrassing story of the night: Was over at Mich’s house for BBQ tonight and I feel like I pulled an ultra/EPIC FAIL! Didn’t know Mich had moved room so I literally barged into his old room where someone else is now currently nesting. I noticed the furniture had changed before the door was fully opened so I performed an ABORT and said sorry. I asked Mich where his new room was….he told me that it was at the end of the hall…yet that didn’t compute with me…instead I barged through the same room I ABORTED at first try…this time I actually barged right in without hesititation; to only notice that there was a female in the room, and it wasn’t Mich’s girlfriend. Turned red **FACEPALM…apologized and maneuver into the proper room. ** I became the laughing stock for the night. Clearly Calvin should not be performing anything minor after a long day of walking.

P.S. Girls room can be MESSY!

1:19am: Neunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
9 might’ve been cinematically breath taking with its detailed computer graphic animations; it lacks more in-depth story and character development which is all too familiar.

Yes I have to admit that 9 was an eye candy of a film with the amount of stunning detail digital artists applied for the fine details of the environment **Imagine existentialist post-apocalyptism and the wool stitched cyborg characters, but it lacked narrative and any in-depth character development. We learned that the “machines” was created in an alternate WWI universe by human beings, ends up becoming sentient and starts to rebel against it’s soft pink fleshy master. The story might be a concoction of 2001 Space Odyssey, meshed together with Matrix style drawing yet its narrative boarders along the lines of Arthur’s idea of the existence between man and machine.

2.5/5

By the end of the film, I felt that a 40 minute episode of The Outer Limits with it’s voice wisdomic narration could have done the same job.

2:16pm: Long overdue photos from Catholic boot camp:
( Tree Falling )

12:04am: I-Beam for legs.
Came back from Ride For Karen today and I have to say that it was another interesting ride. Every year there seems to be some sort of pain induce by mother nature; for the past two years it was continuous rain/thunder/and hail yet this year with a full sunny shine up the head wind was relentless! Than again, I could always take the option of being soaking wet or just battling a massive wind blast while my knees are about to pop off from a very ugly climb!

I have to say that I’m a very fortunate cyclist since my light body weight provides me less stress when it comes to hill climbing; a lot of the riders were at least 40-60 lbs heavier than me, so carrying their own body weight up a hill can be tedious….while I just light foot sprinted past them.

This year there hasn’t been an increase of rider variety, everyone are in their late 20s and early 30s, professional working…and all of them with very expensive riding gear! ThAN THEre was the idiot me on a steel bike…..and non-shaved leg..hehe slightly out of place, yet I’ve become one of the regular and left some memorable moments behind :P Didn’t beat Edwin though…since he left an even larger legacy of nearly surviving last year’s ride and being ill-equipped….while everyone else were trying to help him out by donating him dextrose pills.

After 5 hours on the bike, and two rest stations, food and a shower has never felt and taste so good. Completely drained/dehydrated and covered in a fine layer of dry body salt…..i have to admit such hard and painful work is worth it ….because everything else after is so damn good.

An acquaintance was right at a past camping trip; you can’t enjoy life without a day of hard work, and I believe that because everything we take for granted in the end is accentuated through toils and labor….a very zenful experience.

2:15pm: Decompressing after long weekend **hissing sound from ears.
Survived through Catholic Boot camp retreat and I have to admit, as much as I was bored for more than a good portion of the days, I did find the experience eye opening.
I grew up in a household which places nothing at all on religion, yet morality was force fed into me for a very long time…to the point i became a "goody" boy. I never cared for their stories or traditions *yes I have to admit that I'm mostly oblivious to it. So sitting/surviving through sermons was one of the most patient testing moments of my life in a very long time…and being humble at the same time * not running around causing too much disturbance.

The individuals I met at the camp was also an interesting sociological and psychological study of human individuals…people who believes in something to keep their life meaningful and progressing, as an individual who is self starting and not too terrified of the un-known, I felt like I was sitting in a crowd of individuals who were either confused, lazy or scarred …wanting their lives to be “guided” and things which a single individual cannot change..to be changed…like praying for a better environment. I say, fuck being guided, make mistakes, that way you can truly learn something and live your own life. A perfect example of letting religion solve all your problems:

“Oh the trapped raccoon is still in the trash bin…who wants to help me get it out?”
“hehe that’s alright, you can set it free…we’ll pray for you”

I think my main dislike at the moment was when my group leader try to persuade me into dating religious, docile, Chinese females *or reasons why I shouldn’t go beyond these life boundaries. The camp made is pretty clearly that they weren’t going to forcefully convert me so I took it into heart, yet when Justin started talking about what type of females I should date I met him with plenty of objection. I admit, I like individuals; who are self starting, independent, creative, and can hold up against the odds by being their own masters when life throws up on them…so the notion of house wife is clearly not in my state of mind…I rather be a house dad instead!

The highlights of the event were so purified because my mind screaming for movement rather than sitting…everything was extra delicious and heart warming during these moments.
- Drinking beer with the cooks was a very tasteful human experience **thanks to Ada for some odd reason. It shows that even with some level of in-differences that people can still be homely and welcoming of outsiders…it also shows that people working the hard life has a better understanding of maximizing their free time.
- Nearly went a full day without shoes till I discover bits of broken glass….grr…there was enough pain during those moments to keep life interesting.
- Star gazing: we couldn’t hike or swim so watching shooting stars was such a rebellious act for some reason, possibly because we were lying on the docks for a better look into the infinite abyss. Saw 15 shooting stars within a n hour…that many stars in one hour is more than a great night. .
- Sun set after dinner, listening to fiddle tunes.
- Night hiking: Interesting experience and always an adventure, the subplot highlight was when I stumble out of the woods **because I had to bypass the sleeping area filled with girls and was greeted by a massive white poster for Jesus himself, pinned against a tree.

Fell asleep more than several times, woke up with god punishing me...blisters on my bum :P

It was also kind of creepy that i started to hum this years GT main theme song without even aware of it...thans for Ada pointing that out.

Craving garlic pickels like a pregnant lady.

12:27am: Days to come
Bah, lately I’ve been feeling....pretty shitty.....**prolong recovery time from daily commutes. I'm not too sure if it’s the whacky diet I’ve been having for the past couple of nights. Binging at greasy buffets, too many Irish Car Bombs, and having slices of left over cheese cake continually from Tuesday might be finally leaving it's mark, need to get back on to hard meal routine! Need basic carbs, cals, and fluids!

Surprisingly I’m looking forward to Catholic bible boot camp because I can cut down on some of these meal excess.

Oh second note, I’m a little bit confused of how I should act at bible bootcamp *a term which Ada has gracefully given. It has been a while since I’ve attended a multiple outdoor evening event where I haven’t been doing the planning or given heavy responsibilities…Without responsibility I admit I do find trips a tad boring, which happened a bit on the last camping trip with family. This usually leads me to do a little exploration on my own yet at Bible boot camp exploration seems to be dwindle by curricular planned activities/religious stuff and boundaries on swimming and hiking. What kind of camping trip which restricts individuals from hiking by themselves in the woods!

Must stop complaining and start concentrating on cottaging kit!

2:05am: saying good bye to 22 with a bang.
Surprisingly my 23rd birthday turned out pretty well. Decided to host a moderate size party, an activity i haven't done in ages! Even with my parents fearing the house was going to burn down, I made sure all the people i invited were able to mix together with each other at a certain level **next time i should put on my invites: prepare to mix with strangers if attending this event.

The only casualty of the night were:
- Screen door; some how the frame came off.
- A broken beer bottle: these beer mugs are weak!
- A broken plate.

Right now my house is filled with cheesecake and beer galore..gahh too much calories.

9:14pm: cURB suck
I finally figured out why looking backward during group rides is a big no no today. Two years ago during Ride for Karen people would express the same facial reaction of seeing a head on collision with a car hood as soon as you look over your shoulder. Didn’t really learn the lesson till today when I looked back to see if my friend was alright climbing a massive hill in Oakville. My bike veered off into the opposite direction I was looking at and before I know it….my fork and practically the entire right hand side of the bike ate and scrapped curb. Crash procedure was activated **keep your hands on the handle bar and next thing I know it I was on my back with my bike still stuck to my feet.

Bahh body is slightly battered, bruised, and road rash up..than again, can’t really doing anything adventurous without getting hurt.

Other funny cycling business. My cycling friend also happens to be a vegan, and for some reason DT Oakville seems to lack any friendly vegetarian place. So my friend purchased a couple of breads from a bakery. At the park bench we were sitting at there was a massive purple lettuce plant which was being grown for decorative purposes. My friend who was starving by this point extracted 10% of the plant to fill her sandwich in-front several gawking civis. I tried a bit myself and it was pretty interesting….the lettuce was pretty dry since it’s been sitting in the sun the entire day..but it was very delicious and fresh *I’m just waiting for the fertilizer to kick in now.

1:02am: Damn you warm lovey feelings!
I’m looking over my romance film collection at home and I’ve noticed that very few of them actually portrayed anything of what realistic love is….except for When Harry met Sally and 40 Year Old Virgin. I’ll just blame it on Hollywood doing a good job of portraying what fantasize romance love should be like rather than nitty gritty realism** than again I can’t say I have experience in this subject matter….so I should keep my mouth shut and leave it to the seasoned veterans; let the past memory slam against their mental hull.

Last week I watched 500 Days of Summer and I have to admit it might be coming home when it releases on DVD. It’s hard to sell this film to my friends who are hard core chick flickers when this film is more of a depressing romance comedy **besides who wants to watch emo Tom mopping for 60 odd days about his recent heart break. The only way I could sell it was eye candy Levitt.

The film is about boy meets girl..but boy doesn’t get the girl in the end. Zooey does an excellent job of portraying the head strong Summer who does things her way and drives poor Tom insane with all the emotions of the rainbow. I have to admit one of my favorite scene from the film was when poor tom is lying in bed on day 466…..resembling a heroin addict on withdraw **ahh so that’s what love does to you xD

Speaking of romance, the wedding during this past weekend was interesting. It’s my first one in nearly a year where I’ve attend as a guest without having to operate any sort of image recording devices…and it’s my first time attending an Anglo Saxon wedding. Let just say before the main meal came out more than ¾ of the guests attending were already inebriated…. **so rather taking photos I was tending the bride’s sister’s underage boyfriend who was embracing the cold comfort of the toilet bowl. In the end, memorable moments and experiences to learn from.

( Drama filled wedding )

11:51pm: We should sell this fragrant
Saturday was an interesting experience where several of us were trying to ride up a 3 minute long hill and at the bottom of it was a temporary garbage dump. Not only were you trying to struggle up the hill, but your mouth and nasal passage is filled with the incredulous stench of the decaying sun beaten bio mass which smelt like rotting vomit.
We had an extra bonus since there was a fresh skunk road kill half way up the hill. At one point I felt my stomach churning and my gag reflex was about to kick in.

2:04am: When the sky is falling
It has taken several years, but I’ve finally been broken. Went over to Tamara's home tonight having the urge to watch So you think you can Dance.....

Man this has been the week where've slowly succumbed to mass consumer culture…first the Ipod Touch and now this!

Speaking of the Ipod Touch. Clearly I’ve purchased this device with the wrong intentions; it’s great for entertainment but has no proper softwares for utilitarian purposes what so ever! With a little upgrade I was able to download a vast majority of Wikipedia on to this little device, which was not possible with my palm pilot because the data alone without pictures consumed 2GB of space. Yahhh my own Hitchhiker’s Guide to the World :D