Sunday, April 29, 2007
bought some more toys for the bike from mec (lights, drink bottle + cage) and am now set for commuter cycling. i splashed out on panniers, which is very exciting. they're shiny and blue and easy to take on and off and i don't have to ride with a backpack on. yay! also a mec pack is like a vancouver rite of passage.
i like being on hols. lots of hanging out with friends and doing nothing. if only i get over this sense of guilt that i should be reading something.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
new toy! new toy! it is a nice solid little mountain bike, second hand, from our community bikes (or ocb, as us locals call it), which is a hippy commune style bike place that hires tools and runs lessons in the art of bicycle maintenance.
i have ridden miles and miles and miles in the pouring rain, negotiated cars coming from the wrong direction and got wonderfully lost on the transcanada trail (the steepest hills i've ever ridden up, including cradle mountain. and when i say "ridden" what i mean is "walked very slowly stopping for rests.") great fun but now i am *exhausted*. bike! bike bike bike!
we've also been celebrating the end of semester in traditional grad student way - getting drunk in a basement and watching a lot of buffy. all good.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
so far i have slept til midday and read a lot of L.M. Montgomery's journal. i was going to go for a nice long bikeride, had planned out a route and read up the road rules, but it's pissing down and foggy. after a week of brilliant sunshine! *wails*
i got all the exams marked and worked out their overall grades by midnight. honestly, exams are the most pointless way of assessing someone's learning, particularly in english literature. they waste time memorising stuff and waste lots of energy stressing out, and i waste time marking them all. nobody learns anything from the process. give me a good essay anyday.
now i am free, free as a, um, small bedraggled bird, in this weather. trying to get the remains of the gang together for tonight.
the girls from work rang last night! at 2am. dropkicks! it was so good to talk to everybody and catch up on the goss, and funny to hear the familiar shoptalk in the background (we've got a 5 at 7.30, dog two wants two strawberry margies). hope you all had a good pissup at myer's place!
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Saturday, April 21, 2007
but the whole city is in blossom, so sad doesn't stay long. look at this!
this is where that tree branch outside my window is at:
i've no idea how leaves will appear from here. i won't get to watch them unfold any further, but here's why i'm glad to be leaving the erstwhile halls of residence:
that's the corridor outside my room. then there's all the grotty adolescents shouting outside my window in the wee hours. . .
invigilated an exam this morning and collected a huge stack of them to mark, but had a nice marking session this afternoon with the prof and the other TAs. medieval essay is very nearly a complete draft, instead of a patchwork, which is great. steep learning curve on this one - i know masses about 8th century francia (france/germany) now, and about the benedictine rule and the politics of manuscript production. sometimes i think i'd like to be a medievalist.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
When ordering eggs in North America, one is invariably asked "how would you like your eggs?" This often bewilders visitors from Britain or Ireland, where this terminology is rarely used. North Americans may choose between the following methods (and refer to the British and Irish method as 'Sunny side up'):
- 'Over hard', also called 'hard' — cooked on both sides until the yolk has solidified.
- 'Over medium' — cooked on both sides until the yolk is fairly thick but still a liquid.
- 'Over easy', also called 'runny' — cooked on both sides (not clear) but yolk is still liquid. This is occasionally called 'sunny side down.' These are also commonly referred to as 'dippy eggs' or 'dip eggs' by Marylanders and by Pennsylvania Dutch persons living in southern Pennsylvania. Also called 'treasure eggs' in southwestern Pennsylvania.
- 'Sunny side up' — cooked only on one side; yolk is liquid (the oil or fat may be used to baste the sunny side, however). This is often known simply as 'eggs up'
i hate moving. not that'd you tell, seeing as how this is my seventh move in five years. i don't have nearly as much stuff now, though, so it's easier. and, for the first time in five years, i'm not packing into boxes from work so all my belongings won't smell like corn chips!
everybody else is moving as well. this has been the view outside my window for the last week:
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
i'm moving house on the weekend, to a funky little sharehouse off the drive. i'm there over summer, then to a friend's basement in august. very excited to be moving, living so close to nice coffee and funky shops and pretty people. and a park with swings! my housemate is a friend of a friend, and we get along well. i have my new address now - persons wishing to send postcards, letters or parcels of gold doubloons please apply via email.
right now is packing, which is BLAH, and working on my medieval assignment. though i have an extension until monday, on grounds of being the living dead last week.
off to met a student about their exam, return books to the library and hunt down boxes. bye!
p.s. am couch hopping between this weekend and the start of may, when new room is free, so inty access may be infrequent.
Monday, April 16, 2007
still working on my medieval essay, going pretty well. nothing else to add. how 'bout that weather?
oh, but i don't think i want to go to america anymore. want to stay in countries with sensible gun laws.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
it has random stuff written underneath the face, and across the back, that tweed at the front is a little pocket and a mate of hers made the felt on the side. oh yes.
the girl who made it (who also made those fabulous wrist warmers i got at the last fair, with the feathers on) told me it's a homage to joseph bueys, who was a german artist. he seems to be a complete nutbag, but that's all good. the world needs more loony artists. i realised i saw a sculpture of his at the tate modern:
Das Rudel (The Pack), 1969; Volkswagen bus with twenty-four wooden sleds, each with felt, belts?, flashlight, fat and stamped with Braunkreuz (brown oil paint); Staatliche Museen Kassel, Neue Galerie
(image and text stolen from the telegraph)
it's all to do with his possibly mythical rescue from a german fighter plane by tartar tribesmen. each sled holds the basic requirements for survival in the wilderness. if i'm remembering correctly.
a very satisfactory day out. the girls also bought pretty things, then we went for lunch and now i'm back at the computer, coughing.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
sorry i haven't been here much. i can't concentrate on anything and reading on screen makes my head hurt. plus am buzzing on ventolin. asthma is boring. (new meds are working - instead of tilade i have one accolate pill a day, which is much pleasanter to take than tilade. just a note for the asthmatic aunts.) though i feel chipper and well-rested this morning (most odd), so things are on the up. i intend to stop whining very soon.
essay not going terribly well. i have found out some more interesting stuff about the nuns and murderous saint balthild who founded the convent. now i am avoiding reading _bede's eccelesiastical history of the english nation_.
i had a lovely loooooong chat with vegie taco about vancouver last night, with great work gossip. we are going to drink coffee by the art gallery and go to vancouver island!
there has been a very cool public sculpture exhibition up round uni, by the first year fine arts students. though none of them were as good as my little wall i made on the velvet lawns of MU, there is some fun stuff. here is my favourite. it's a huge swirly pattern, all made out of electrical tape. i like art that you can walk on (see above re. little wall).
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
i hired a bike, stuffed my pants into my socks and headed off along the seawall. the path follows the beach, nice flat path, stunning views out to the mountains, lots of people mucking round on rollarblades. beautiful sunny day. then there was a detour through the centre of the park, which turned out to be a really steep gravel path, but through the most amazing forest. it's huge! look at these trees! and it smelt so good, all green, with occasional whiffs of the sea.
i realised the reason there was a detour was because stanley park got really beaten up in all those big storms we had late last year, and lots and lots of trees came down. so lots of the paths were closed, and there were fallen trees everywhere. you could even smell sawdust (which always reminds me of my childhood).
one hell of a storm, cos they're not small trees:
i got back on the seawall towards the end, and look, VTA's future home! (the building shaped like a hut):
oh and there were raccoons (not in a cage, just behind the little fence on the edge of the path). and while i'm blathering about size, i always thought raccoons were cat-sized, y'know, but really they're more like small-to-medium dogs:
it took about an hour, i probably went 10k, rental was only $10 cos a student (yay!) and i feel like a better human. huzzah for random cycling!
and now back to the study. one paper down, one to go. plus marking and whatever. i have been reading stuff about charlemagne, the european king from the 8th century. it's *fascinating*, all this religion and imperialism and politics. i have decided that it is a very bad thing to be a young royal. you tend to get disappeared.
me in downtown cafe w/ _Charlemagne: Empire and Society_.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
i know this cos my "i don't have a sore throat and am not getting asthma" chanting over the last couple of days didn't work. bah.
Monday, April 09, 2007
yesterday was fabulon. j and i were going to go on a research and book-returning trip to ubc, but we dropped by m's for coffee on the way then all decided to have lunch at the nam instead and look at clothes we can't afford. so we spent the day window shopping in kitsalano and had a really good time.
the nam is a very funky vegetarian restaurant filled with very funky people. and missymojay knows the owners! i had a particularly nice fruit smoothie.
women's studies essay going well. i nearly have a complete draft, which means i'll have to time to print it out and pull it apart, then stick it back together again before wednesday.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
went to a very funky cafe on the drive called "bump and grind" this morning and worked on my women's studies essay for about three hours. it was funky to the max. yo. *does hand gesture*
then i bought some patchouli essential oil so i can live the stereotype.
remember that photo i put up a while ago of the tree budding outside my window? this is what it looks like now. i think it's fascinating - great big leaves are gradually unfolding.
Friday, April 06, 2007
she ate through
four blood oranges.
But she was still
- listening to the port nepean music festival on triple r
- playing giant scrabble! it was the best fun ever. i joined a team with some random strangers and it was totally cool. we all conferred on possible words then picked up a letter or two each (they were about a foot square) and walked out onto the humungous board. each team had a table propped up to hide our letters. and we clapped the other team when they put down a word, like we were playing golf or something.
- walking chicory this morning. he got a compliment on his ears, i got a compliment on my pants and a small girl dressed all in pink gave him a pat, which was very brave of her, as they were about the same height. her father told me about the chicory plants he was just putting into the garden.
- lovely warm sunny day, cherry blossom all over the city.
- finished presentations, which means a bit of pressure off. now all i have to do is make them into proper long essays. and do all my marking. she'll be right. . .
- teaching my last tutorial. it was a fun tutorial, we all know each other well enough to joke a bit, but now i won't have to get up early and wear teacher drag. a win/win.
- our feminist theory symposium. so cool. we even had a bit of a floating audience, and such good discussions. i will miss those debates. we're all comfortable with each other too, and able to make fun of the over-enthusiastic chairing and ask tricky questions of each other's presentations.
- going drinking after last medieval class, and making fun of beowulf nerds.
- having masses of fruit and veg and other foodstuffs. after my recent time in the study-bubble the only things in my fridge were coffee, dodgy milk and half a bag of brussel sprouts.