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I really should write more, be it here, or elsewhere, no matter. I should be saying more about myself, not really because people need to know (well, ok, some people do!), I used to be so public and saying everything to the four winds, and now I feel a bit closed and inaccessible. I'm not sure why it turned out that way, but I have some good ideas, and they're all bad ones.

Maybe it shouldn't be as much as it used to be, that there's a happy middle to be reached. But this nothing, it's just another extreme. It's also not so much for my "readership" as for myself, more of a personal diary than a regular kind of blog, it's only public because of some strange personal convictions of mine, not because I'm trying to draft an audience. Would there be nobody reading this, it still would accomplish its goals.

For that reason, I'm thinking of separating this journal into a bunch of distinct ones (well, two, at the very least). I have some technical postings that I would actually like to disseminate more widely, and for which a readership of zero is a bit of a failure, and for those, the personal posts are just so much drivel to skip over. I also suspect the converse is true of those few who actually follow my personal posts, too!

That also gets me thinking about the people who are deleting their accounts on LiveJournal. I'm not sure I understand. Why don't they just not write (see, I was doing an excellent demonstration of that!)? This way, you can still read restricted posts, comment (and get notifications), etc... I can understand making all their posts private, or maybe even deleting them (although the archivist in me finds the information attrition saddening), turning off all the email notifications, but deleting the account? What's the harm in having the account at all?

In the meantime... I dreamt I was cheating on [livejournal.com profile] azrhey, just a simple kiss (not even a sloppy snog!), but something I knew full well I wasn't supposed to do, which I told her in the dream (waking up right after that), but I just felt tremendously uncomfortable, even when I woke up, I was feeling it, being all confused... Eurgh.
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A few weeks back, I found myself having dinner with [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe, where I discussed with her the fact that I rather enjoy her company. She is one of my favourite persons, after all! She seems to be enjoying my company as well, which I find to be a relief. After all, this was fairly high on my list of things that I didn't think would be happening any time soon, after the events I mentioned in my previous post. But here I was, at the movies, holding hands and giggling. Life is weird, sometimes, but it could be much worse than this, I think!

The movie, by the way, was Charlie Wilson's War, and to make a quick summary, it included much more boobies than I would have expected. It's actually rather good, with some excellent work on the part of Philip Seymour Hoffman, an often underestimated actor, in my opinion. He seems to be often put in quirky roles, does well in them, and I like quirky.

Upon leaving the movie, I glanced at one of the buildings downtown, wondering what is happening at Google with my application there... Oh, yes, I was keeping a lid on it (well, mostly, as I'm hardly the most secretive person around!) until things were becoming a bit more solid, but I have been interviewing with Google recently, after some ex-Nitiot who's now there pointed them my way. [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe pointed out that they wouldn't exactly hang a giant sign out on the side of the building, so we proceeded to go on a walkabout, where she threatened to push me in a number of snow banks.

After that, as I entered a metro station, I pulled out my mobile phone to send an SMS to the lady [livejournal.com profile] azrhey to let her know that I was coming back, as we had agreed. Doing so, I noticed that I had left it on silent mode, from the movie, and that I had a voice mail message. I check it out, and it turns out that it's an offer from Google! Heh, while I was wondering what was going on, they had contacted me. Which makes me wonder if they have some kind of mind reading device...

A few days after that, I decided to accept the offer. Turns out that this leads to a two weeks orientation that is to be done at their Mountain View campus, the fabled Googleplex. Checking schedules, this lined up to be starting the week after [livejournal.com profile] azrhey and I moved into our new place. As in, we're doing the actual moving on the Saturday, and I have to be there at 8:00 on the Monday. It certainly seems that I'm not content with my life being a roller-coaster, it also has to be doused in kerosene and set ablaze. Otherwise, it's just too boring, right? Thanks to the [livejournal.com profile] cpirate for the extra help!

Our new place is pretty awesome, if a bit dark (there isn't much lighting included, we have to get our own). The bathtub is big and deep, the shower is spacious and has a neat pane of glass instead of a shower curtain. There's a secret passageway to the bedroom. The toilets are fancy dual-flush models (about time we get them here!), albeit with non-standard fitting sizes (argh, the joys of being an owner, I guess). The shower and bathtub faucets have fully separate temperature and flow controls, like I maintain is the proper way (and is the normal way in sane countries like Denmark, and very common in the rest of Europe). We're missing a few items before we can actually have people over properly, like proper lighting so that we don't just sit in the dark.

Now, I'm writing this on the plane from Chicago to San Jose, which is going pretty well up to now, as opposed to my last trip to New York City (which the quick-witted among you will have associated with my Google employment, on top of visiting the fine people I know over there). On top of the Google orientation and overall excitement of being a "Noogler", I hope to visit [livejournal.com profile] morethanreal, see the Computer History Museum (which I've dreamed of for almost twenty years now!), and generally visit San Francisco. Maybe a bit much to pack in my free time, I'll see.

P.S.: You're reading this, therefore I didn't end up in a flaming plane wreck.
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A little while ago (okay, okay, that was in November!), I went to see Me, Mom & Morgentaler at the Club Soda with [livejournal.com profile] gregorama and [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe. Oh my goodness, the energy! They did pretty well, for a bunch of fat people in their fourties. ;-)

On top of the sheer awesomeness of it, this was a rather significant event for me on so many fronts. To this day, I still remember parts of an evening I spent in St-Hyacinthe's downtown, on the sidewalk in front of one of the venues there, where I watched this band of insane people jumping around on the stage, being so completely and madly happy. That was sixteen years ago, and since then, lots happened, of course, and I didn't really expect to see them.

In fact, I didn't really even expect as much as to be able to pick up their CD, until that evening where [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe and I wandered from one used records store to the next (and to the next, and to the next, etc!), and we found it! Actually, she had found it, and managed to snatch it away in front of my eyes, but it turned out all right, as she gave it to me as a farewell gift, before I left for France. That was eighteen months ago, and since then, well, lots happened (ok, well, not nearly as much as in the sixteen years before, but still!)...

Among other things, we broke up, and frankly, while I try to see the nuances and not think in terms of black and white, a pretty ridiculously significant share of this disaster was on my shoulders. People weren't around to see it, but it was a massive breakdown, including talks of breaking up with [livejournal.com profile] azhrey as well, for a bit. I've come out of this rather scarred and traumatized, and I'm surprised I didn't just lose it (or maybe I did?). After this, I was still thinking that non-exclusive relationships could work, but I was seriously questioning my ability to do it myself, and considering how much happier my life has been since I accepted this aspect of myself, this was some hard core introspection. Let's just say that the daily ride on the commuter train was sometimes very thoughtful. I have been, and still am, to a degree, ashamed of the all pain I've caused to the people who I wanted to hurt the least.

I finally figured that maybe I wasn't doomed to failure, if only I could manage to learn from my mistakes.
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Je suis allé aux feux d'artifice du Canada hier, à l'International des Feux. À part une ratée qui a interrompu les feux, c'était pas mal! Après un moment sans feux, j'ai démonté mon trépied, mais j'aurais dû écouter la Grande Roue (qui éteint ses lumières pendant les feux, mais ne s'était pas ré-illuminée). Oh well.


Vue d'un quai du Vieux-Port

Mais ce billet n'est pas à propos des feux.

Je n'avais jamais réalisée combien la ligne d'horizon de Montréal m'était familière et précieuse. J'aime bien marcher sous le Pont Jacques-Cartier et être recouvert d'un "ciel" d'acier et de béton. C'est gros, c'est certain, mais ce n'est pas trop gros, c'est juste assez. Je suis allé à Chicago, l'échelle impossible de la Sears Tower par exemple, auquel la plus haute tour dans la photo ci-dessus ferait figure de naine. À Toulouse, il n'y avait que St-Sernin, quelques autres clochers et ces grues de construction, qui n'ont rien du 1000 De La Gauchetière ou du 1250 René-Lévesque.

C'est clair, j'y ai habité longtemps, mais il n'y a pas que ça. Je me rappelle de la première fois que je suis allé sur la rue St-Denis (pour aller au Valet d'Coeur, ça doit bien faire quinze ans!), et que je m'y était senti chez moi immédiatement.

C'est la deuxième ville francophone au monde après Paris, mais la plupart des gens que j'ai connus qui ont habité à Paris sont contents de ne plus y habiter. C'est sûr, il y en a quelques uns qui aiment, mais ouf, certain de mes anciens collègues changeaient de couleur juste à évoquer le sujet! Dans le cas de Montréal, ceux qui n'y sont plus regrettent de ne plus y être, et beaucoup de mes anciens collègues de travail qui y sont venus parce pour y faire un stage en sont tombé en amour. Il fallait qu'ils habitent à Montréal, c'était comme ça, c'est tout!

Toulouse a ses attraits, définitivement, mais Montréal m'émerveille toujours, après tout ce temps, comment une si grande ville arrive à faire sentir à ses habitants une telle appartenance, qui fait penser aux habitants d'une petite commune. C'est plus comme un grand village, avec des gratte-ciels...
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(translated from French)

TV talking head: Today is Valentine's Day, the day to tell your other half that you love her/him...
[livejournal.com profile] azrhey: *mutters under the covers*
[livejournal.com profile] pphaneuf: *about to do the same, then stops* The left half or the right half?
[livejournal.com profile] azrhey: I told the lower half!

...

Feb. 12th, 2007 10:22 am
pphaneuf: (Sleepy Head)
Miss you, Denzo.
pphaneuf: (Sleepy Head)
Sometimes, I'm scared I'm going to forget, but other times, I remember and I'm scared.

This morning, in the train, for some unknown reason, I remembered extremely strongly how I felt at [livejournal.com profile] denizsarikaya's service, how I had a beautiful text from a favourite person (who couldn't make it) in my shirt pocket, but I was just stressed out of my mind, and couldn't possibly get up on there and read it.

[livejournal.com profile] dcoombs, at least on some levels, you're a better man than I.
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I've been notified that I was slightly confused (as usual) and that fall is here now. :-P

Favourite people of mine seem to chat me up on a semi-regular basis, which I appreciate muchly!

Did some cleaning of the apartment and (finally, as they were long overdue!) of my boots this weekend, with much welcome encouragement from [livejournal.com profile] azrhey, but didn't do laundry after all. Oops. Hopefully, I won't have to show up naked at work this week...

It is 15.5 degrees Celcius at my desk right now (up from about 14, before we opened the windows). The stupid A/C is totally out of control, gah!
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Lalala, I'm a lazy arse, news at 11...

Friday, went to visit [livejournal.com profile] cloquewerk and [livejournal.com profile] messiahdivine with [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe. After some fiddling around at the video store (which is of surprisingly fine quality, on Sherbrooke, just east of Decarie, beside the Subway, recommended!), we picked up The Hudsucker Proxy as a backup for our planned Meet the Feebles. Turns out it was excellent, and has Bruce Campbell in it! The future is now!

Saturday, there was some hanging out with [livejournal.com profile] swestrup and [livejournal.com profile] taxlady at [livejournal.com profile] azrhey's place, where I had way too much coffee and those "palmier" thingies. Whoa. Then, I took the lady [livejournal.com profile] azrhey out in the boonies of Mont-St-Hilaire to go to a sort-of high-school reunion. It was actually just of people from the "enriched" program our high-school had, at one of those person's house, after she decided to do a search for the alumni. Yeah, I'm easy to find, no kidding. One of my good friends who also worked with me, one of the finest programmer I've had the pleasure of hacking with, is also giving up on the computer industry, like many others are doing. I'm pondering it, sometimes, I have to admit. It was generally great, though, seeing what my schoolmates had become and all. [livejournal.com profile] azrhey commented that, compared to her high-school reunion, it was more of "what we're doing now is cool" than "do you remember how cool it was back then", which I agree and found rather nice.

Sunday, I don't remember leaving my bed much. There was some messing around with my computer infrastructure, unclogging an email jam and assorted things. I think I have an addiction to Perl, but who says that's bad? ;-)

Monday, I stayed home after work. I hacked feverishly on getting more of my computer situation sorted out, which I have to do before I can move my server to my mom's place. Almost there, almost there! Ugh.

Tuesday, [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe and I went to visit Rem and Coco down in McMasterville. There was some BBQ, some weird cheese, some porto, some computers, some geekery, finding a lost book and subsequent forgetting of the lost book. I broke stuff. The usual silliness.

Today, I picked up my new glasses. Yay, no more broken eyewear that barely clings to my nose (it's handy having a big nose, sometimes!)! I then went to [livejournal.com profile] azrhey's place where we took some photos of ourselves to give away to some people, like moms and such. I took my tripod, but forgot my quick-release plate (which allows one to put the camera on the tripod), so I was basically carrying around heavyish aluminium tubes and fittings, for fun. Cuddling and watching some shows, as well as getting a great massage (thanks again!). I was worrying about the lady muchly recently, but turns out that tonight, it's me who's sleepless (my tummy is rebelling against me, I think, but stress probably isn't a stranger to these things). The irony...

Tomorrow, I'll be going for some pools with [livejournal.com profile] azrhey, [livejournal.com profile] gregorama, as well as possibly [livejournal.com profile] jul3z and others (I didn't keep track too closely... I'll also be paying the wonderful people at the SAAQ a visit, aren't I the nicest person ever?

[livejournal.com profile] ayria is coming over to visit this weekend (which I'm told is allegedly a long one, but I know nothing of these things), and I have to admit having a bit of a hard time containing my squeeing.

*squee!*
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Had a massive going away party for [livejournal.com profile] azrhey and I last Friday at the office. Although I came in rather unfashionably late, the party then went quite nicely, with excellent food, some booze (can't really say my booze was excellent, but it was French!) and, of course, excellent company! At some point, I discovered that I couldn't fly. I'd like to thank [livejournal.com profile] sfllaw and [livejournal.com profile] gorbash_dragon for organizing it (they had some helpers too, I think, thanks to them as well!), and to all in attendance.

The next day, I woke up with a hangover, quite appropriately. Wasn't so bad, but just enough that I took an Advil (which I only do very rarely). Thankfully, that shooed it away successfully. After some breakfast at [livejournal.com profile] azrhey, I drove back to my place to meet with my mom, with whom we then dropped by the Blue Monday to say hello to [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe and introduce them. One of my co-workers who lives in the area (and was at the party the day before) passed by and dropping in to say hello as well. Then went back to my place with my mom and helped her with some online car shopping. When she had to leave, I went back to pick up [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe and did some hanging out downtown (after picking up a few forgotten items at the office from the party!).

Sunday was a bit loose. [livejournal.com profile] azrhey and I were supposed to go out and do some photography in the park near her place, but we both couldn't scrounge up the willpower to scrape ourselves up and go out, so we hung out at her place for the afternoon. Both being slightly fried, we decided that going to see Mission: Impossible III could be all right. Yeah, well, it was okay, but not all that impressive. Thankfully, we went in there for less than $2 (for the both of us), due to some coupon.

Monday, there was some brief drama, but it wasn't something bad as much as needing to talk and hold each other for a bit, in two different cases! But I really know some good people, it seems. After work, lady [livejournal.com profile] azrhey came back to my place, and we took it easy, watching some CSI: NY episodes. She corrupted my resolve to cook with pizza. Okay, I didn't have a whole lot of resolve to start with, but oh well...

Tuesday, I went to the poly cafe. Which is to say I went to Blue Monday, sat on the couch, and looked like a zombie, as I had a pretty hardcore day at work which left me just about brain-dead.

Wednesday, [livejournal.com profile] azrhey and I unlocked our cell phones. Cute, eh? We then felt the blah, as we gave up on doing some semi-active things and decided on lying in bed watching TV and cuddling instead. Not an altogether bad choice, all things considered! I also snagged a remote shutter release for my Canon EOS-20D (essential for night photography, and the one I already had for the EOS-300 and EOS-30 wasn't compatible, bastards!) cheap from my friend Jean. Nice!

Thursday (hey, that's today!), I bought another bloody bag. This one is for the tripod, and I like it already, as [livejournal.com profile] liberation_now and I have gone out to do some urban exploration, hoping to catch some nice photos. This expedition wasn't all that successful, unfortunately, but we managed to have some fun anyway, and went for coffee later on, talking politics and partying (related subjects, no?).

Today was also [livejournal.com profile] taxlady's birthday! Happy (now belated, ugh!) birthday!
pphaneuf: (Sleepy Head)
Ahem, having to catch up a bit! I don't know if I'd say that I'm being lazy, but I'm not writing much, anyway...

Monday morning, I dropped the Linux Mobile at the garage for regular maintenance and changing the tires. Although I'm rather happy to have the grippier four-season tires on, there was a bunch of tiny details that made this a rather expensive visit. Nothing bad, but it was time for one of those more thorough inspections, supposed to change the brake fluid at 50,000 kilometers, and so on... When the guy at the garage called me to tell me what needed to be done and how much it'd cost, he almost forgot to mention that the rear-window wiper was worn out. Worth $12, at that point, it didn't really matter. :-)

Monday evening, [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe had the genius idea of taking a laptop and an Invader Zim DVD, and go watch it in a park. We stopped by Pho Lien on Côte-des-Neiges and Côte-Ste-Catherine for some food first, which sort of pointed us at the goodness of the Mount-Royal Park as our selection. As we were cuddling near the Beaver Lake, bats were swooshing above us and we had a very nice sunset, as we were laughing our asses off. The deep blue of the sky outlined the building on the edge of the lake very nicely, as it has bright orange panels, would have made a very nice photo. The ducks quacked at us a bit, and we told them... MONKEYS!

Tuesday, I had the lady [livejournal.com profile] azrhey over. We were supposed to look for apartments, but it seemed like our willpower was all but exhausted. We watched Kinsey instead, which was rather funny. It was rather funny that the very stuck-up Thurman Rice character was played by Tim Curry (who, of course, is remembered as having played Dr. Frank-N-Furter, a long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away), or Clyde asking Mac whether she'd like to have sex with him (and then Kinsey calling out for her while she's in bed because they're going to be late for a dinner with a guy from the Rockefeller Foundation). Some of the things people asked were quite hilarious, but at the same time, it's amazing how badly America was in a kind of sexual dark ages (some would argue they still kind of are, but really, that's nothing). Watching that movie was a lot of fun, in any case. Maybe I should buy it.

Yesterday, I fixed a really subtle bug in a quite wonderful way, at work, I was rather proud! [livejournal.com profile] azrhey and I finally did some apartment searching, and we did find a place that has a number of temporary apartments for rent that seems very nice (rooms and studios), I hope they'll have something for us. Watched some "CSI: NY" and cuddled. Cuddling is good. I like cuddling with the lady.

*sniffles*

Apr. 28th, 2006 04:00 pm
pphaneuf: (Sleepy Head)
After getting my electricity more or less sorted out (I have a high-capacity wall outlet right above my kitchen sink, nothing can go wrong with this, can it?), the lady [livejournal.com profile] azrhey and I went out to the Superclub Videotron of Death in Ville-Émard, and rented a few flicks to cuddle up to.

We started off with Les Sous-doués, which is something the lady said I had to see. Can't say I didn't like it. It was stupendously dumb, yes, but quite funny in its own style. Maybe my weakness for teenage comedies helped, there! This is definitely not exactly for everyone, though!

For something entirely different, we then watched Immortel (ad vitam), a movie based on a trilogy of graphic novels by Enki Bilal, and directed by the same. While it wasn't the greatest movie ever, it definitely had the visuals of European graphic novels to it, with a sometimes rather clashing, but always stylish mix of real actors and computer-generated characters. The Egyptian gods playing Monopoly while waiting for Horus' sentence to go through, for example, was a nice touch. It also helped that the two lead actors were rather hot. :-)

Started feeling a bit icky between then and Thursday morning. Blast. Nothing too serious, but I expect a wave of sickness and pestilence at the office (sorry guys!).

Thursday evening, visited [livejournal.com profile] blacksquiggles and [livejournal.com profile] xipetotec with [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe. Their creepy kids called me creepy again, [livejournal.com profile] blacksquiggles high fived [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe, to everyone's (including the kids!) amazement.

I was actually planning on getting up early to get solid work done, but I was feeling icky again, so I decided to sleep it in, in the hope of keeping it at bay rather than stretching myself thin and breaking down. Oh well.

There's a day-trip to Ottawa in the works this Sunday, if there's any suggestions of fun things to do in the capital, send them over!
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Had a nice evening at [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe's place, fleeing the failing electrical system of my apartment, where all the 220 volts things (like heat boards, the water heater and the stove!) don't work. [livejournal.com profile] liberation_now had me nearly die of shame, but it was rather amusing overall. I was semi-formally introduced to Download (since when do I do anything formally, anyway?), good stuff!

I'm really looking forward toward some hanging out with [livejournal.com profile] liberation_now. But I have this feeling he might leave a virus in my mind and corrupt it irrevocably. The bastard.

Came in to work very early, to get a head-start as I was planning on the electrician calling me in the morning to fix things (I'm back at home now, waiting for him, argh!). Had a few small changes to make to the source code of the "cleaning up" nature that [livejournal.com profile] cpirate was supposed to review. As I was done but he still wasn't arrived, I saw another easy picking. Then another. And another. When the poor man arrived at the office, I had a nice pile of cleanups to review, instead of the "few small changes" I was supposed to have, hehe!

Then, there was also the yelling at various supervisors, landlords and electricians... There better fucking be heating here tonight, or there will be bloody murder!

In the gems of coincidences, as I finally decided to go get some things at Ikea, and thus take care of my long-standing credit with them (I have an Ikea credit card that I mistakenly paid the bill for twice once), I received a check for the amount they owed me. Well done.
pphaneuf: (Sleepy Head)
Whew, haven't written in about two weeks. Which is well known to be silly (in my case, it's usually when there's bad shit going on). I won't go into the details of a day-to-day coverage, that'd just be too much to write (and to read!). It's not just bad shit, thankfully, there's also very good stuff, but I've just been insanely busy, I didn't want to write without covering the bad stuff at all and just skip it... So here we are!

I struggled with some uncharacteristically large amounts of drama in my love life, mainly because I'm a blubbering idiot at times. No, don't anyone argue. I am, sometimes, and that's that. I might mean good, but that's not enough to do good. My shiny white armour isn't looking too pretty. Still, I go on. Mistakes where one doesn't learn are the only real failures, I think.

Other than that, there has been all sorts of things, both good and bad... She Wants Revenge, delicious dinner at [livejournal.com profile] sfllaw, dental work (complete with temporary damage to my nervous system!), water heater going dead, Easter dinners, lazy mornings, early mornings, movies, rusty water sprayed all over my kitchen, flamenco, hot water back on, Ikea, pantslessness, various anniversaries, hot water and heating going dead, packing, cleaning...

I was having a bit of a case of the "blah" yesterday that I couldn't really identify (maybe it was just the doing dishes or cleaning the bathtub with cold water? these are things I don't like doing even with hot water, so...), but I'm much better this morning, despite a rather cold night. The lady [livejournal.com profile] azrhey might disagree, but apparently, being cold is healthier for you, they say? Oh well!
pphaneuf: (Sleepy Head)
Yesterday morning, I was driving on a back-road, and I found myself missing someone, wishing I could have a chat with her. You know, just to get news. Before sunset, I had my wish granted: she contacted me, out of the blue. *grins*

After sunset, went to see V for Vendetta with the lady [livejournal.com profile] azrhey, which was great. While I found the directing of the movie itself not to be the best (was all adequate, not really a point against, but I have seen much better, and everything else was so good), Hugo Weaving's performance as V was awesome and had much style. The writing was excellent, but maybe it's only because I particularly like this combination of old and new, with the flamboyantly written Shakespearian lines (such as his introduction to Evey) and the terse, minimal, but solid deliveries (such as when he comes to kill Dr Surridge).
pphaneuf: (No Dignity)
Having to go to works at 6am, 7 days a week, day in, day out, is nuts. N, V, T, S!

I'm also insanely busy. Like, really. If you want to see me or talk to me, think about having at least a week of notice, and more is better! You can also come and see me briefly at work, I guess, where I shall make regular appearances until my departure.

But in the midst of this insanity, I'm managing to pull off some cool plans! Some gaming with the lady [livejournal.com profile] azrhey at [livejournal.com profile] jul3z and [livejournal.com profile] phrawzty's place Tuesday and going to see She Wants Revenge this Friday with [livejournal.com profile] tygrbabe and [livejournal.com profile] fuzzyila! Also, the blue-coloured girl is having a half-day off (this is exceptional stuff) on the Monday of Easter, huzzah for a lazy morning in bed!

5 centimetres of snow tomorrow afternoon? What the fuck? Gah, I want to go out and take photos, I need good weather for that! Meh, who am I kidding, like I'd have the time to do so anyway...

Really tired now, even though it's early and everything. This is going to be a lazy, relaxing evening. I'll take my clothes off, grab a beer, go to bed, order in some of that appalling St-Hubert chicken through the Internet, browse the Internet, maybe write a bit and not do much else. I'm undecided between just listening to music, or putting on the DVD of Jean Leloup's last show, La Mygale Jaune. I might put on my PJs pants for the delivery dude, lest they blacklist me. :-P

Man, on the St-Hubert web site, I still have Denzo's place. Here's to you, Denzo, wherever you are, I hope you're having tastier chicken!
pphaneuf: (Sleepy Head)
Okay, some catching up to do, before I just drop the ball! What was my last week like, you may wonder? Well, okay, you probably don't, but here it is anyway!

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pphaneuf: (Sleepy Head)
I've spent a worrying and stressful end of week (last week now, my writing is getting spotty!), but even weirder, still fun and interesting nonetheless.

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pphaneuf: (Sleepy Head)
While I did manage to do some good work and look into some things related to the move to France, those aren't my greatest achievements of the day. My achievements are twin: I made it through the day without getting murdered, and I managed to have some fun nonetheless at Mr Zion's going away partying.

It could be better, but it could be so much worse. But I think I like it better that way, somehow. I must be nuts.

I'll curl up with the Diva and sleep now, thank you very much.
pphaneuf: (Sleepy Head)
My fancy oolong tea is too old and is crappy now. Great. But, unsurprisingly, it seems that the good friend talk had more to do with it than oolong tea. Her oolong tea never was so good, anyway! I lucked into some IM with a good friend, and it's helping. I'm not all good, still need to talk with the right person, but still.

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