Category: 2003

2003 Biking

49% humidity

it is getting hotter here in ottawa. i don’t really mind the sun but the humidity can be extremely frustrating. with no air conditioner in the house i can’t really do anything about it.

dooh, that lucky ~~bastard~~ guy will be happy to know sikander.org is back up. after experimenting around in PHP and mySQL i thought it’s about time i sign up for webspace. the $/month for this webspace is almost equal to a large pizza. worth it no ? //priorities priorities

went biking with lunato yesterday. had to drop some tapes and books at Carleton so we headed out from thornbury, onto meadowlands, down on rideau canal, and finally right on university avenue to reach the carleton campus. afterwards, kept riding down on rideau, left on carling avenue, a late lunch at Aladdin (meat pies.. yummm.. have to take some with me to toronto later this month), and finally south on woodroffe to reach home after 5+ hours. wasn’t specially tired.. a few bruises but nothing special.. it’s the morning after when all the bones ache :)

i was planning on doing some japanese studying tomorrow but doesn’t seem like it anymore :( i refuse to go back to OJLS in september not knowing as much, or almost as much, as my fellow classmates.

other than that, i’ve learned how to make sushi, renewed my driving license, and gone to the gym regularly. some movies seen over the past month that deserve to be mentioned before i close this are : Sex is Zero, Asako In Ruby Shoes, Bunjee Jumping Of Their Own, Autumn In New York, and The Insider.

2003 Shack

story time

#2314 By: Shadore66

I call this one “Shadore66 fumbles horribly in front of females part XXXVIII”

Ok so the only thing I had to do today was go to Sears and pick up a package that had come in. Groovy. So I walk in the door and insted of the usual 47 year old troll working there I see this girl who i went to Highschool with. A nice little short hardbody with this great set of blone hair and cute little glasses. Yeah.

So I walk up to the counter and say “hey” (it’s one of those things where we both know we know each other but no one really says anything) and she gives me a shaky “hi”. Why it’s shaky, I don’t know. So she asks “What’s the lst 2 digits of your phone number?” This is where it goes downhill.

I say “(my last name)”. She kinda blinks and repeats “no the last 2 digits of your phone number” I stutter and think to myself “wtf? wtf? wtf?” So then I tell her my ENTIRE phone number. swish. She kinda blinks again and then goes off and gets the package.

Then when she comes back she gets me to sign this piece of papaer and as I go to put my hand down on it I accidently push on the edge of it to hard and it blows on the counter ONTO HER CHEST. yes. on her chest. She kinda looks down and peels it off her breasts and places it back down in front of me like shes giving it to a 2 year old. I quickly scratch my name down and quickly turn around to leave.

AS I’m leaving I’m about to open the door when her boss comes into the room right at the same time and smacks me right in the face with the door. He goes “oh god i’m sorry” and puts his books down to help me but I wave him off holding my nose and get in my car. As I’m driving off I see the girl mouthing something to me from inside but I couldn’t tell what it was.

Now I do, I get home and realize that I dropped my package when the door hit me and its still sitting @ Sears.

2003

the tides of war

i don’t know what to feel. i’m just horrified. here we are in the year 2003 marching towards a globally opposed war that can easily spin off into something catastrophic. the what-ifs are just scary. no one knows how long this conflict will last or how it will play out… or how many will die.

am i supposed to lead my normal life while bombs are falling over iraq ? am i supposed to attend lectures and work on assignments regardless of people being killed on the other side of the world ? do i watch movies, play games, and read novels during this war ? do i just ignore it ? do i protest ? what do i do ?

someone please convince me that further bloodshed is necessary. convince me that further deaths of human beings, iraqi or american, civilian or military, are needed to make this world a safer place. show me that there is no other way to remove the iraqi threat without more people dying. how can a person willfully plot the destruction of others ? how can one sit in a room and discuss with others how to kill ? how can one be happy at the prospect of taking the lives of others and justifying it ?

everyone has valid arguments. i’m sure the us knows what weapons iraq has. i’m sure iraq has no intention of handing them over or destroying them without being threatened by dire consequences. and i’m sure that this crisis can be resolved without having to goto war. what right does the us have to invade another sovereign nation ? what kind of future are we preparing for the next generation ? are our children going to ask us questions like ‘where were you when the us attacked iraq ?’… or ‘where were you when WW3 started ?’.

less than 48 hours to go..