I think I kicked the cold.
A liberal dosage of Neo-Citran, Tylenol Cold & Flu, Moosehead Lager, Lipton's Chicken Noodle Soup (which is chock full of nasty chemicals, just look at the neon yellow residue that it leaves everywhere) and Crown Royal has overwhelmed the poor little viruses and they left in disgust.
Oh yes, a liberal dose of ink and pot, as well. How could I forget.
Which is all well and good, tonight I'm off to Zaphod's to see the Pop Shove-Its, meet this 6'2" nerdygirl that my friend has been trying to set me up with, and perhaps a pint at The Dominion. Sounds like a plan.
And I'll let you all know how the evening fares, if anything interesting happens.
Today my boss managed to persuade me to join his hockey team for the winter, which should be interesting, since I haven't done any serious activity in a long time. Hopefully it doesn't take to long to get my legs back in shape, but it shouldn't be too bad since I'm not a smoker (there you go SP, I'm a good boy who isnt getting bronchitis any time soon *knock on wood*). Pot smoke ain't like cigarette smoke, because its good for you and has vitamins and stuff.
The week went by blissfully fast, thanks to the holiday monday and the sicktime off, I barely got any work done at all.
That means I have homework to do on the weekend, namely reading the Canadian Wood-Frame House Construction manual, to brush up on my detailing skills. I have a feeling that I've been drawing roof soffits wrong, and I can't live with that.
There is just too much information to know in this field, I find it hard to retain everything that I take in. Rooftop access framing details, fire code safety regulations, means of egress in structures over 3 storeys... factor in all of the costs of these things... this architecture thing is too real sometimes. Too very real. Back in school I found much of it so trite and shallow, now all the artifice has been stripped away and I'm faced with the harsh realities of an ugly industry.
I think I just need to get a project that I can work from start to completion (something I have yet to do in my ten years of experience... then again I've always had the shittiest of jobs) and be able to call it my own and bring everything I have to it every day. Right now the passion isn't burning very brightly.
But it is Friday.
Next week will be better.
a la prochaine,
Red
A liberal dosage of Neo-Citran, Tylenol Cold & Flu, Moosehead Lager, Lipton's Chicken Noodle Soup (which is chock full of nasty chemicals, just look at the neon yellow residue that it leaves everywhere) and Crown Royal has overwhelmed the poor little viruses and they left in disgust.
Oh yes, a liberal dose of ink and pot, as well. How could I forget.
Which is all well and good, tonight I'm off to Zaphod's to see the Pop Shove-Its, meet this 6'2" nerdygirl that my friend has been trying to set me up with, and perhaps a pint at The Dominion. Sounds like a plan.
And I'll let you all know how the evening fares, if anything interesting happens.
Today my boss managed to persuade me to join his hockey team for the winter, which should be interesting, since I haven't done any serious activity in a long time. Hopefully it doesn't take to long to get my legs back in shape, but it shouldn't be too bad since I'm not a smoker (there you go SP, I'm a good boy who isnt getting bronchitis any time soon *knock on wood*). Pot smoke ain't like cigarette smoke, because its good for you and has vitamins and stuff.
The week went by blissfully fast, thanks to the holiday monday and the sicktime off, I barely got any work done at all.
That means I have homework to do on the weekend, namely reading the Canadian Wood-Frame House Construction manual, to brush up on my detailing skills. I have a feeling that I've been drawing roof soffits wrong, and I can't live with that.
There is just too much information to know in this field, I find it hard to retain everything that I take in. Rooftop access framing details, fire code safety regulations, means of egress in structures over 3 storeys... factor in all of the costs of these things... this architecture thing is too real sometimes. Too very real. Back in school I found much of it so trite and shallow, now all the artifice has been stripped away and I'm faced with the harsh realities of an ugly industry.
I think I just need to get a project that I can work from start to completion (something I have yet to do in my ten years of experience... then again I've always had the shittiest of jobs) and be able to call it my own and bring everything I have to it every day. Right now the passion isn't burning very brightly.
But it is Friday.
Next week will be better.
a la prochaine,
Red
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I'll lay off the caffeine and try on come with something a bit more coherent and entertaining that involves naked chic's and stuff