Hang on

Three more weeks of classes. Then 11 days of finals.

In between, a design project and presentation, a lab, a minor materials selection project, and countless other problem sets.

Oh, and co-op interviews.

Siiiiiiiigh. Someday I will be able to maintain a regular sleep schedule.

These boots were made for walking

I have horribly messed up feet. They're oddly proportioned, ten years of ballet did a number on my toes, and I have genetics working against me, since I seem to have inherited the foot problems my mother has. So I don't buy shoes very often, and I usually have to look pretty hard to find footwear that fits properly.

I've been wearing the pair of hiking boots in question since December 2003. They've survived two back country trips, Ontario road salt, and walking what probably a few hundred kilometers around campus and various cities across Canada. They're probably my favourite pair of shoes, EVER.

They're not pining, they've passed on. That masking tape is covering the Vasque logo, which popped off sometime Monday afternoon, leaving a gaping hole in the heel. Now that I look at them, the soles are worn in my peculiar pattern of walking, the leather is stained with salt and swamp, and they need to be resealed and waterproofed if they're going to last much longer.

But even taped up, unsealed, not waterproofed since Toronto, they're still my boots. And wading through ice water this morning, they still kept my feet dry and warm. The sole is worn but not gone yet.

So tomorrow when I get home from karate, I'll find an old sock that's too holey to wear any longer, dig out the sealant and the waterproofing agent and give my boots a good going-over. Glue the logo back in place. Maybe I'll find a new pair of laces.

Because I can't give up a pair of damn good boots that easily.

Teh stupid, it burnz

Another day spent entirely on campus. I'm staying home tomorrow.

I'm mildly cranky at the moment; I have a tendency to get a nasty rash on the back of my hands in the winter and it's gotten particularly bad tonight. This explains why I'm still up, since I want to get as much medicated stuff absorbed as possible before bed.

In retrospect though, I should have gone straight for the medicated stuff instead of using the bottle of scented hand lotion I'm slowly trying to use up. At least the medicated stuff seems to be working. I should probably just pitch the scented stuff anyways, it's pretty old.

*Sigh*

At almost 0200, it's kind of counterproductive to be listening to the Lord of the Rings soundtrack while trying to finish my work report. It really tends to bring about a sense of impending doom.

One appendix done, one started, and one still to go.

Thought

"Gosh, I wonder how they managed to manufacture the capsule in one piece..."

I don't think I should be allowed to watch Contact any more.

Home again, home again

I did very little knitting in Pearson, surprisingly enough. Instead I found a random person who was in the same situation as me to talk to.

Flew home, went for coffee, collapsed into bed. Doctor's appointment the next morning for ear issues. Now cannot hear out of right ear at all. This is making for some interesting conversations with my parents. Was sad that I could not hear properly and thus could not indulge in the vast and varied collection of classical music (including a lot of Christmas music) that my mother owns.

I consoled myself with rum. Lots of rum.

Now trying to finish up an assignment, but it's getting dark and colder so I should head home soon since I don't want to walk across the park in the dark. I brought my iPod, but since I use my earbuds, and only in my left ear to allow me to hear... That renders me completely deaf for the walk home.

Time to bundle up and make the trek before there's another train.

Going Home

Due to an unfortunate turn of events, I am about to embark on what is possibly the dumbest idea I have ever had.

I'm spending most of tomorrow in Pearson's T3. Come say hi if you're on your way through.

I'll be the one knitting.

Counting the hours

I have one more day left of work here in Sudbury. In January I'll be back in school for another four months.

It's been a good term, despite the dental fiasco in the middle and the ongoing insistence of my landlord and his wife to treat me like their child.

Tomorrow I will go to work, compile the references for my work report and finish off the spec I have been working on for the past month. When I get back to the house I will pack what little there remains to be packed, write a note to my housemate, let my landlord know I am leaving, and wait until 2230, when I can leave for the bus station.

In less than 48 hours I will be home, assuming all goes well. Home.

To all who may be reading - Best wishes to you over the holidays. Stay safe. Have fun. Enjoy the snow.

Well that was different

For a change, I finished my Giftmas shopping today. Normally I leave it until the last possible minute, but not this year.

I still have some small stuff to get, some knitting to finish up, but the big stuff is out of the way. Now all I have to do is pack and write my work report.

So I got bored this weekend

Not only am I easily amused, but I also have a rather ridiculous amount of yarn to use up in the next little while. This is not helped by the fact that I just bought wool for a Sekkrit Projjekt (tm) and have to move again in the next month. Among my pile of yarn I have some 100% cotton. Great for dishrags.

I also have a housemate. Can you see where this is going?

I put off doing PDEng for this. TOTALLY worth it.This is my dishrag, in all it's red and white glory. It's going to my housemate. I'll knit one for myself later, once I finish up the Giftmas presents.
It LOOKS like a brick wall, but it's a little too soft to bang your head . So I wore it as a hat instead.

Why yes, I did have too much coffee today. However did you guess?