So as you can all probably tell, I have a problem with keeping my blog regularly flowing with thoughts from my head. I think that the problem stems from me having less large contiguous blocks of time for me to write my wall of text epics, the type of post that I most enjoy. Unfortunately, this means that I had to sacrifice a lot of things that I would have liked to talk about. These things might be lost forever, as they may have been time-sensitive or just simply forgotten.
I can’t say I’ll promise to post more often, because I’ve promised that to myself a lot and it seems obvious that I have produced nothing but fail on that part. But, I look at the front page and am hugely disappointed that I have averaged about a post a month since the term started, but I have had so many things that I wanted to talk about. Maybe I’m just really good at keeping myself too busy or maybe I’m just too married to the vast fields of text that I produce.
So I decided last minute to come back to Toronto this morning for Anime North with some other Softies and to make sure they didn’t die while travelling through Toronto (they’re not from Toronto). All in all it was a nice time and I managed to score some phat lewts, including a VG Cats poster signed by Scott Ramsoomair, a rat-flail t-shirt, and the first Penny Arcade book, Attack of the Bacon Robots.
I work on the third floor. The third floor is where engineering lives, which includes people like developers and QA and such. Each floor has four washrooms, two in the middle and two somewhere else. Presumably, two are for men and two are for women. This is mostly true.
On the third floor, however, there are three guys’ washrooms. Apparently, it’s because of the gender ratios up here or something. Unfortunately, unlike what we thought during the tour, this was not considered during construction, so the third guys’ washroom is actually one that used to be for women.
I like to collect interesting things that happen as the weeks go on. If I have enough of them, I’ll post something about them so it seems like I have much more to say than I actually do. Let’s start. Continue reading
Today, my calc prof was talking about how he missed one the flight to his friend’s wedding and he was saying how he wanted to go there and say…
At this point, he raised his arm with his fist in the air and said,