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9:26pm: Right eye lid twitch.
I’m not too sure how to describe it………it’s like watching a faultyPatriot missile diving into an Iraqi orphanage…at the same time the resulting fire bomb is so beautiful..and and….can’t stare away….either in shock/awe that’s how you win hearts and mind!

9:14pm: Pokes mass with stick.
Made bread today…somewhat successful, first prototype was too dry and I forgot to put in butter, whoops. No harm done, the second prototype was a lot better, only five tablespoon of heart stopping goodness *my mom was giving me the frowns…and my dad was literally medicating himself with spoonful of butter secretly in-front of the TV. All in all, the bread came out; first one was a tad hard, as hard as dinner roles on an airplane, the second one was less hard and I was just perfect for moi.

Next stop, pizza dough for Thursday!

Need to hit the bed early! Freaking house construction are starting up at 7:30 again. Another month of construction till they probably get the roof on! One thing is driving me nuts right now is that they're also working through the weekends...AGAIN!

1:34am: I feel calm...and subtle...and an andnn aan *Japanese pain sound effects.
As of this moment, I’m going to convert sheer and panic into complete euphoria **oh heck I’m just trying to kid myself; like the episode of Seinfield…Serenity now serenity now.

On the schedule:
- Attempt of making bread tomorrow **spur of the moment! Want to play with dough
- Work on film set..arts and crafts extreme.
- Try to finish make bread….
- Work on essay which is due on the 7th
- Glue arts and crafts together
- Prepare for Leonid Meteor shower.

Wednesday:
- Work on freakin essay.
- Purchase Super 8mm cartridge
- Prepare more dough for Thursday Pizza film night. Going to recommend *force Pouya to show Mary and Max.
- Early night

Thursday:
- Survive through work and class.
- Get home and prep for home made pizza night.

Friday-Sunday:
- Blue Mountain cottage trip for friend’s bday **really really bad choice in decision making! Not even sure how long I’m gone for.

Monday:
- Survive work
- Freak out in film class **28 Days Later style
- Obtain single frame camera.

Tuesday-Thursday:
- If all the strings in the universe aligns…allowing me three whole days of fluidic shooting. ‘

Thursday evening:
- Star Wars concert! (Yes not another good judgement)

Friday-Sunday
- Native American pow-wow festival in Hamilton. (I’ve had to skip out three years in a role because of FRAKKING ESSAYS! This time they moved the location even further away. CARPE DIEM!!!

Between than to Dec 7
Mad FREAK OUT!......YES….I CAN ALMOST TASTE THE SANITY!......UAUAHHAHA **gargle gargle.

12:07am: Useless Novel Spoiler
I’m not too sure if I’m feeling depressed right now because I’m reading the Road or maybe from over cycling. But so far in the novel our main protagonists has stumble on to an underground fallout bunker stuffed with survival stores.

For some reason anytime there is survival or quest where food is running scarce, three pages of survival supplies is like discovering a secret level in Diablo II filled with the riches of war spoils. So far they’ve mention a can of peaches and I felt like running to the closest Metro and obtaining a can of peaches.

It’s strange that even when I’m in the warm comfort of my own home that I feel starved for pizza after reading such simple passages.

My favorite example of this would have to be Soylent Green when Heston and Robinsons are sharing a simple dinner over plain lettuce and beef stew. It’s a very plain meal **actually beef stew is a once in a while delicacy for me….but heck, every time I watch this scene I swell up with the utter sheer pleasure of euphoria.

12:33pm: Blowing out 234 birthday candles.
There was a fascinating article today in the Toronto star on Ray Kurzweil’s thesis about life extension to the point of immortality. The thesis theorizes that by 20 years immortality can be achieved with technological innovations. Of course you won’t survive gun wounds or a cement mixer truck running over you, but at least aging and cell degeneration can be solved with technology.

For all of those neurotics worried about dying, hopefully you can live for another 20 years so that you can treat your worried soul.

Very fascinating notion which can also lead to other fascinating debates:
- Of course such life changing technology is going to cost a phenomenal amount of profit. This means that third world countries will be dying off at a consistent average life span, while selected people in developed nations are going to live forever…consuming even more resources!
- Euthanasia: There’s a saying that we’ll become ultimately bored of living, not too sure if that is true or now, have never lived like an immortal before..than again you have people in their 80s playing Mayor and still running marathons. Back to the point, if people have lived so long and become bored, they’ll have an interesting way of ending their lives if euthanasia debate has not been solved by 2100.
- Over population: Factor in bullet one, you might have a good portion of ultr-wealthy-elites who can live for a substantial amount of years.
- Religion…….too much to ponder about.

The Average Canadian male lives for 83 years 78 for female. Do the math, I’m probably too old to ride long distance by 75-85, so that gives me about 50 odd years of riding expectancy.

10:36pm: Where are the good people?


Can’t wait can’t wait! Author of the novel No Country for Old Men, McCarthy brings a new stunning thriller about humanity at its gritty edge saturated in a post-apocalyptic backdrop. Only half way through the novel and I’m feeling the starvation and sheer exhaustion of the father and son characters.

Note: Judging from the trailer; these actors have way too much meat and fat in them to persuade me they’re suffering from extreme starvation.

Too bad the movie has only limited release in the states, but I’m desperately waiting for it to hit Toronto’s silver screen.

5:26pm: I'll have fries with that too
Pweeeee..Apparently..nite vision goggles is now included as a side order of Modern Warfare Prestige Edition.

http://www.wired.com/gamelife/2009/11/modern-warfare-2-night-vision/

Very good review....and they have highlight one of the main disadvantage of hi-tech goggles. These things supposedly rob you of depth perception, great for stumbling down stairs late in the night. Can't believe elite helicopter pilots are trained to fly multi-million dollar army bladed aircraft wearing one of these suckers.

1:19am: Need more emotions!
I admit that I’m a horrible writer; I’m always searching for words while trying to create something which is recognized as a cohesive “sentence”. Maybe it’s the lacking of emotions which writers like to base off of..or I’m completely high from endorphins after a strenuous/painful bike ride **where the rest of my day feels like a cloudy haze of gigglyness. I’m surprised I haven’t developed a higher tolerance to endorphins and all the natural pain killer hormones of the rainbow.

But watching 1 hour of No Punctuation game reviews online my long lost vocabulary that I was supposed to absorb during University miraculously reappear for a split moment of time, 45 minutes and 12 seconds at most. After that time it expires and I dwindle back to grade 5 verbal skills. Maybe this has to be my daily routine from now on.

Wake up, listen to an hour of fast pace non punctuated critical rants which has no emotional feelings at all by Yahtzee who brutally destroys games which are rated “best of the year” by other game critics.

Gahhh writing skill expired….mentally drained and in need of recharge.

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 )