bewildered & flummoxed

Friday was muchos fun. After school I went to Jacob’s and enjoyed various videogames for awhile, until Kat came over and we each enjoyed a beer whilst jumping on the tramp. Well, more like we’d get off, have a sip, get back on. But sure, we drank it in mid-air whilst jumping, that works, too.

I went to have dinner with my mom at Osaka Sushi (yum yum) and then was picked up by Kat with Nick, Amanda, and Chant and we all headed back to Jacob’s for la bonfire. It was much fun, especially since I got to play with an axe.

Dan Lee and his flock of fools showed up. Boo. I walked over to them with an axe repeatedly, hoping they’d get the hint. They did not, but eventually left of their own accord.

Saturday I had to wake up at some ungodly hour in close approximation to 6:45. Actually thats the exact time. I remember looking at the clock at 6:45 and noticing there was really nice music on, good ol CBC Radio Two. It took me until 6:47 to realize that the music was there to wake me up. Which it had done, mind you. But how’s that… forgetting the music was there to wake you up, and just laying there oblivious for a full two minutes? Yikes. I’m like an infant with my mind sometimes. It may sound like only two minutes, sure, but two minutes in your mind is an eternity. Just think how many complete thoughts and emotions can pass through in a single second, as if waves crashing over each other to get your attention.

Right, saturday. Katarina and I headed downtown for a lecture @ UBC regarding just how stars fuel matter creation, and how they seeded the universe with upper-level elements. Very interesting, but ultimately I was already aware of it all minus a few specific details regarding different ‘flavours’ of neutrinos. Still an interesting lecture, though.

Getting out to UBC was nearly a disaster as we nearly missed the #17 bus from Granville to UBC. That is the only station without a map, being that its stretched down a street as opposed to in one place, like the other stations. It was a good 40 minute walk from the UBC bus loop to TRIUMF, where the lecture was held. For some reason Saturday was muggy and disgusting, and the walk back to the bus loop wasn’t nearly as fun as the walk from the bus loop to the lecture. We caught a bus to davie and then walked to Tanpopo for some meh sushi, followed by the obligatory English Bay Beaching – beaching because you’ve just finished an all-you-can-eat session of sushi and likely feel fat and sassy, not to mention whale-like in your vegetative abilities.

Around this time the pro-legalizing-weed rally caught up with us. It was entertaining to see. I couldn’t decide whether there were surprisingly few people given how prevalent weed is in Vancouver, or if it was surprising that so many people showed up to protest something that is essentially already legal. What the fuck is wrong with these people. Go raise money for UNICEF or something. Think about all the wasted manpower. All these pathetic people whining about being able to smoke weed when they could be using their time for something worthwhile.

And that, folks, is exactly why I think weed should not be legalized. It breeds this sort of stupidity. How pompous is it to think that your drug habit is somehow more important than other issues like poverty or hunger? Jesus… Weed is often painted as really harmless and that it doesnt lead to anything. Well, it does. It leads to this. STUPID PEOPLE.
Or, rather, more stupid people. Stupid people uniting around a stupid cause.

We then mosied over to Virgin record store where I bought three CD’s – Bad Religion’s the Gray Race, Nirvana’s In Utero, and Sublime’s 40 oz. to Freedom. Earlier in the day I had sold like 13 CDs to a used place, they were all shite, but they gave me a buck each. I also bought a used Vivaldi CD for 2 bucks, very well performed recording.

Made it back into PoCo and home shortly after 6, if I recall correctly. After a brief lull Kat regrouped, plus Jacob, at my house, lugging along the House of Sand and Fog. I can’t get over how much of an amazing movie this is. Amazing acting, amazing story… just tears your mind apart. Not to mention just horribly depressing. Watching Requiem after it would have led to suicide for all concerned, I am sure.

As everyone was leaving I found some sparklers, so we made use of those, running up and down the street yelling various incoherencies. Then we went to Leigh for some swings and walking and whatnot.

Sunday consisted of pretending to study for Physics. I simply don’t care anymore.

I got a waterloo newsletter in my email today. Apparently Waterloo is about to send out most of their offers of admission. I got mine on March 20th… very early, by all indications. I mean, fuck, I’ve already sent in my housing deposit. All that remains to be done is online selection of which residence within the Village 1 choice and online course selection. That’s pretty much it. Well there is the tiny matter of my final grades, but who’s counting that, really. I’m still suspicious agh. I dont know what the fuck to think. Will a low-mid B in Chem be enough? I know I can get at least a B when all is said and done, but I predicted I’d have 78 or 80. My other classes are still very high however, so average wise its almost no impact. Agh. Stupid stress. Won’t I feel the fool if I don’t actually end up there. Bah.

Speaking of, Waterloo got a $100 million grant the other day to start a new Quantum Computing faculty. By 2007 it is expected to have 25 full time profs, making it the largest quantum computing research centre in the world. Quantum computing has to do with quantum mechanics, and is essentially a whole new method of computing. The performance benefits are intense, like nothing we’ve ever seen before. It’s all very complicated and I’ll be the first to admit that from what I have looked into it, it looks very confusing. Of course, I will delve into the topic now that my curiousity is piqued.

I think one of the main points of quantum computing is that by measuring or observing something we are interfering with it. In other words, all possibilities exist and are present until we actually make an observation, at which point only one case is seen. It’s all very interesting. Too many people toss out science as boring, but this sort of thing is far more philosophical than pure science. Quantum computing ties into fate and free will and parallel universes and all that jive, it seems.

Hmm, what else. Oh, I no longer wish death and destruction upon Wyatt’s homestead. He has been pleasant this week.

Tom Wait’s rules. So does Blood Brothers. And alexisonfire. And the new Matt Good tracks. mmmm