I booked my tickets for LA for four days in February. *dances around* I wish it could be longer, but seeing as I have no vacation left 'til after March, I'm happy with four days.
I decided to finance the new computer after all. To that end, I ordered it tonight.
Within a week or so, Half-Life 2 will be mine, and I will be unreachable. 
In other news, Thursday at midnight we will be in a position to strike. All day management spammed our inboxes with vaguely threatening strike related emails. *sigh* I'm a strike captain. The manager doesn't like me to start with, I imagine it will only get worse.
Today is the National Day of Remembrance and Action on Violence Against Women. It was instituted in 1991 in response to the December 6th, 1989 massacre at the engineering faculty of the Ecole Polytechnique in Montreal. The gunman, Marc Lepine, searched the school systematically, separating men from women, telling the men to get down so he could shoot the women. People were marked for death due soley to the fact that they were female. At the end of that horrible day, he had killed 14 women and injured 8 others, before committing suicide.
The next morning I sat at the breakfast table, reading the horrible news in our national newspaper. I cried and cried. My father could do nothing to console me. I was at university at the time, enrolled in honours economics, a discipline largely filled with men, and I felt the hatred of Mr. Lepine keenly.
Perhaps because as a society we are not used to senseless killings like these, the effect of the massacre was wideranging and deeply felt. It has been part of what fuels the canadian antipathy towards guns. That day felt like a wound on Canada, a wound I hope one day will heal.
I decided to finance the new computer after all. To that end, I ordered it tonight.
Within a week or so, Half-Life 2 will be mine, and I will be unreachable.
In other news, Thursday at midnight we will be in a position to strike. All day management spammed our inboxes with vaguely threatening strike related emails. *sigh* I'm a strike captain. The manager doesn't like me to start with, I imagine it will only get worse.
Today is the National Day of Remembrance and Action on Violence Against Women. It was instituted in 1991 in response to the December 6th, 1989 massacre at the engineering faculty of the Ecole Polytechnique in Montreal. The gunman, Marc Lepine, searched the school systematically, separating men from women, telling the men to get down so he could shoot the women. People were marked for death due soley to the fact that they were female. At the end of that horrible day, he had killed 14 women and injured 8 others, before committing suicide.
The next morning I sat at the breakfast table, reading the horrible news in our national newspaper. I cried and cried. My father could do nothing to console me. I was at university at the time, enrolled in honours economics, a discipline largely filled with men, and I felt the hatred of Mr. Lepine keenly.
Perhaps because as a society we are not used to senseless killings like these, the effect of the massacre was wideranging and deeply felt. It has been part of what fuels the canadian antipathy towards guns. That day felt like a wound on Canada, a wound I hope one day will heal.
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[Edited on Dec 09, 2004 11:17PM]