You know those chocolate croissants that you find in those supermarket bakeries? They taste like crap. I don’t know what kind of chocolate they use on those things, but it always makes me feel sick. After trusting them and eating some every few years, I’ve learned (for now, anyway), never to eat those things, ever.
But today, I had the most amazing chocolate croissant ever. It was perfect. The chocolate wasn’t disgusting. It melted when it made contact with your skin and it tasted like quality chocolate, the stuff they never put on baked goods. The croissant by itself was incredibly tasty, not tasting all like butter like its lower-class, proletarian brothers. The problem with eating one of these things is that it’s probably clogged your arteries upon finishing that last bite. The other problem is that it’s really hard to eat neatly. Maybe it’s just me, but after I was done, I had a face full of chocolate.
In short it was a fine baked good. I think it’s from the new baguette place in STC in the upper level food court. The almond croissant was quite tasty too, just like the chocolate version without the chocolate. Sufficiently satisfying.
Last year, the TDSB went through with this CTMI (Classrom Technology Migration Initiative) thing. The end result was that they wasted our time, rendering the computers useless for two months, and they wasted our money, replacing computers which were running Windows 2000 with better computers so they could migrate to… Windows 2000? Keep in mind that this incredible effort to upgrade our technology upgraded it so well that we were now using an Operating System that was five years old.
But that’s old news. What I wanted to point out was that in the lab by the special ed classes, there’s this poster of CAPTAIN CTMI. I found this ugly poster absolutely hilarious. It was completely retarded. Apparently, spending money wisely is completely out of the question for the TDSB, so they had figure out the fastest way to burn the cash in their pocket. They came up with a character for their computer upgrade and print posters for him.
Captain CTMI is like an ugly Viewtiful Joe and is less fun. They couldn’t even come up with a cool name for him. I mean, Ctmi is unpronounceable and if you try to sound it out (cut-me) it’s still retarded. Not only did they not come up with a name, they didn’t even try to make CTMI expand into anything interesting. So he’s “Captain Classroom Technology Migration Initiative”? I wouldn’t have any second thoughts about committing any villainous acts if that’s the name of the guy trying to stop me.
Thank God I’m leaving the TDSB.
I was beginning to forget why I hated Internet Explorer. Then I decided to test the Project TDOT 2 site in IE. In short, it took my mind-numbingly simple design and managed to take a crap on it. I really sped the development of it, so I used incredibly simple techniques in positioning and stuff. It’s less than a hundred lines. I could probably draw the design out on paper. And IE still managed to fail hard. It’s a good thing Christ’s grace covers all because if not, those IE devs would certainly be burning in a special spot in hell reserved just for them for that travesty they brought to life called Internet Explorer.
Please, for the love of God, when something breaks and you don’t know how to fix it, don’t pretend you know what you’re doing. You may have “fixed” it for now, but it’s inevitable that it’ll break again. Instead, go for the phone and call someone who does know what they’re doing.
Our phone line is messed up and the first thing I said was “call Bell.” Of course, my dad didn’t listen to me, and attempted to fix the problem. So I went on the Internet and found out you can test the line through the demarcation point. We find that we don’t have one. But, my dad has the brilliant idea of cleaning it. That solves the problem. For a few hours.
So this goes on and off again for the next couple of days until cleaning it didn’t work anymore. So now, we have to wait until Friday to get the phone line uncrapped. So now, we get to live with crappy a phone line for twice the time it should’ve taken to get it fixed properly.
The moral of the story is that if you’re not a Bell technician, don’t fuck around with phone lines. And we can replace Bell technician with the appropriate professional (hence why they’re called professionals) and phone lines with the trade of said professional. And especially phone lines. We’re screwed if we had to call 911, wouldn’t we?
I went in to Waterloo today to have a look at the residences before I decide which one we’re going to shoot for. Getting there in the morning wasn’t too bad. Not a lot of traffic, so we got there a few minutes after Everything Glorious finished, which is almost an hour and a half. Continue reading