I Bought A New Computer

The last part came in from back order today and they’re run­ning the burn overnight, so it’ll be ready for me to pick up before the weekend.

It’s the most expen­sive sys­tem that I’ve ever bought, but also the most guilt-free. At home, I spend the major­ity of my time at the com­puter — I use it to write, manip­u­late pho­tos, ren­der video, play games, com­mu­ni­cate with friends, watch movies, lis­ten to music. I could sur­vive on my cur­rent sys­tem, but I could also take advan­tage of an even bet­ter setup.

Some of the parts may be a lit­tle exces­sive, but why not go all out? I only know a few peo­ple, such as Trolley, who could appre­ci­ate a top-of-the-line sys­tem in the same way. Ever since Intel announced their lineup of dual-core proces­sors in the first quar­ter, I’ve been sav­ing my money, keep­ing track of the parts I’ve wanted. By the time AMD announced their own dual-core archi­tec­ture, I had a com­plete list of com­po­nents for my dream sys­tem. Most stores couldn’t even get their hands on the chips, so for two months I would peri­od­i­cally check for avail­abil­ity. Eventually, I ended up going through a cor­po­rate con­tact, who has his own direct con­tact to AMD. To boot, he gave me a dis­count (rang­ing on 15%, which is insane, con­sid­er­ing the tiny mar­gin on com­puter sys­tems) since I’m a busi­ness client as well.

The kicker is that my work just hap­pens to need a com­puter capa­ble of han­dling some heavy graph­ics edit­ing. The com­puter most ade­quate to han­dle this usage is mine, since it’s also the fastest in the office, so I get to give up my already ade­quate sys­tem for a bet­ter one. I got approval to order the same sys­tem that I bought myself per­son­ally. The same sys­tem that I’ve been dream­ing of, plan­ning for, and drool­ing over since February.

Zone

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Thumbnail: Bowls and placemats
Thumbnail: Brushed aluminum goodies
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Every time I’m in there, I want to buy some­thing, any­thing. I want uneven, hand-made chop­sticks, and wine glass iden­ti­fiers. Transparent coast­ers that form designs when stacked. Milk frothers. Sushi rolling mats. Designer veg­etable brushes. Hand-crafted Italian mar­tini glasses. Retro wind-up desk toys.

Slave to the Ikea nest­ing instinct.

With A More Pretentious Title Than Last?

The new Coheed And Cambria sin­gle (song starts play­ing after the Flash intro) com­pletely knocks me off my feet. I sus­pect that the new album will be darker, mood­ier, and even bet­ter pro­duced than their last. I’m not the only one who’s reminded of Kashmir by Led Zeppelin, with the chro­matic chord pro­gres­sion and orches­tral back­ing, but the sim­i­lar­i­ties end there.

Can’t wait until September.

Summer Steak

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Nothing says sum­mer like a juicy, ten­der, melt-in-your-mouth steak. And to have a friend cook it for you?

Well that’s even better.

Today I Hit The Snooze

I also dressed down, and stole a drink from work. Two of my best friends finally met each other. They got along famously, bet­ter than any of my other friends in the past. I sup­ported one on the biggest deci­sion of his life. The other told me that I had always been her hope­ful out of the round of inter­views for my job, over a chicken sand­wich and some onion rings. I learned the four Cs of dia­mond appraisal, and saw a car­bon spec through a loupe for the first time.

I met two cats; one rolled into my lap while play­ing Double Dash with the best kids in the world. A fam­ily inspired me, and I dared to dream of some day hav­ing my own.

It's A Rainy, Overcast Saturday Morning

I’m only awake now because I’m too used to wak­ing up at half past six on work­days. A mug of Hong Kong milk tea (made with con­densed milk for extra creami­ness) has always been my week­end com­fort food, but I ran out of loose leaves a few weeks ago. Usually, I sit at my desk and write after break­fast, fin­ish­ing off the tea from break­fast, but instead I’ll be going to my music for inspiration.

I’ve run into a string of good music lately, or maybe I’ve just been hear­ing things in a dif­fer­ent way. None of my playlists seem rel­e­vant again. More details when I have more time.

It’s good to be sober.

Sober For Someone Else

I promised John I’d be sober until the next time I see him, which should be in the last week of August, if every­thing goes as planned.

I had dif­fi­culty mak­ing the promise for myself. I’ve eas­ily gone cold turkey before, by my own free will, but that was because I was in a rela­tion­ship. John’s the last per­son in the world I want to let down. He’s lost enough already, includ­ing his mother and his sense of smell.

Sometimes one needs a rea­son. Sometimes one needs some­one for whom to stop.

I'm Going Back To Basics

With work hours, gam­ing with (or against) John, and extra-curricular com­puter activ­i­ties in most of my free time, my right arm is devel­op­ing a reoc­cur­ring ran­dom ail­ment. Some days it’s a pinch­ing, some days it’s a numb­ness, some days it’s a weak­ness. I know that they’re all bad signs, and I’ve been stretch­ing reg­u­larly (the exer­cises that Loo showed me), but I can’t really seem to give up my com­puter time. I never under­stood why she wouldn’t take a break from her mas­sage ther­apy prac­tice, even though it was bust­ing up her wrists, but now I do.

I have the entire long-weekend to write, but it’ll be in a water-logged note­book get­ting close to retire­ment, to take some stress off my arm. I’ve had this note­book for over five years now, but the wear has long started to show.

The orig­i­nal plan was to head to John’s cot­tage for the long-weekend, but it turns out that it would be almost 12 hours of trav­el­ing, which isn’t even worth it if I took an extra day off. Trolley went home for the week­end, so I’ve got the house to myself. There are some Canada Day activ­i­ties going on, but recent deal­ings with bull­shit peo­ple have left me anti-social.

I’ll also have the chance to watch the first sea­son of Battlestar Gallactica, which Jeff thought­fully gave me at the house­warm­ing party. I’ve been extremely impressed by what I’ve seen so far. Most of the camera-work, even the scenes in space, are hand­held. It’s gives the entire show that reality-tv feel, as if we were inno­cent observers stand­ing on board the ship. The music is beau­ti­fully tribal, as opposed to the dated orches­tral scores of most other sci-fi series. Especially well-written are the char­ac­ters in the crew; alco­holics, can­cer vic­tims, boot­leg­gers, but most of all, they’re human.

Cottage On A Thursday

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I got to work early this morn­ing, around 7:30 or so. It was an effort to make up for yes­ter­day, in which I called in sick. By 8:30, my boss had asked me to go to his cot­tage and help him with his new pon­toon, and we left by nine.

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After pick­ing the boat up from the deal­er­ship, I was charged with the task of dri­ving his car from one of the boat docks of the lake to his cot­tage. We spent the whole day there, and I man­aged to get in a few pho­tos. I like the shot of the uphol­stery the most: the colours are per­fect, and have those lux­u­ri­ous, match­ing cream colours that are so char­ac­ter­is­tic of aqua vehi­cles. Even the motor is pretty sweet (4-stroke elec­tronic fuel injec­tion) and only requires the turn of a key to start.

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I’m exhausted now, but it was def­i­nitely nice to be out of the office and on a lake, on a Thursday no less.

A/C For Computer

I already had a new com­puter priced out — One of the dual-core AMD Athlon X2 4400+ proces­sors (because 0.2 MHz isn’t worth a moth­er­fuck­ing $500 price jump) based on the Toledo core — mark­ing my switch to AMD, 2 gigs of super fast RAM, 200 gig SATA HDD (I decided not to go dual for RAID 0 cause strip­ing appar­ently doesn’t do much), the lat­est ATI Sapphire Radeon series — X850XT Platinum with dual DVI (I was think­ing of SLI nVidia cards, but then I’d want to buy two cards when upgrad­ing), a DVD burner, and one of the deluxe socket-939 Asus moth­er­boards. I even bought two 19″ flat panel mon­i­tors two months ago in antic­i­pa­tion of the sys­tem, and got my par­ents to front me for some of the cash.

Then my air con­di­tioner broke. It’s one of those grey areas, where it would cost me $300 just to test for leaks (after spend­ing $100 to find out what was wrong in the first place). This, in turn, is to find out how much it would cost to fix it, which could be any­where from $300 to $1000. So instead of tak­ing the chance on a seven-year-old A/C that may break again next year, I decided to put the money towards a new one. A brand-name one that would hope­fully last me more than 10 years, with a 5 year parts/labor war­ranty and a 10 year war­ranty on the com­pres­sor coil.

Unfortunately, it’s going to cost me $3500. This means that instead of sav­ing for a com­puter, I’ll be aim­ing to pay the A/C over the next six months. I could have stretched the pay­ment over a year, but it’d be at 5% inter­est, com­pounded monthly. My finan­cial goals are being put on hold now. I don’t need a new com­puter, although I could eas­ily take advan­tage of a dual-core desk­top, and it would cer­tainly be inspir­ing to use such a sweet machine to work on my projects with Aaron. This has only made me more deter­mined; I’m going to save all the money myself now, and think­ing over a longer term.

I Was Up At Five

Not by choice, of course. I rolled around in bed for an hour or so, and decided that I should do some­thing pro­duc­tive if I was awake any­way. After some shop­ping in the refresh­ing morn­ing weather (thank god for the 24 hour gro­cery store just five min­utes away), I made break­fast and fell back asleep for another hour.

I’m awake now, but I’m still drowsy as fuck.

I’ve been try­ing to get an entry writ­ten since wednes­day and a pack of ground beef browned since mon­day, but the week has been one exhaust­ing day after another. I worked a 13-hour day on tues­day, and it feels like I haven’t recov­ered yet. It seems like every week I’m wait­ing for another week­end so I can recu­per­ate and get my life together.

Getting Easier To Write Again

It’s not that I haven’t had time to write lately, it’s that every time I sit down and set myself on writ­ing, I can’t fol­low through on any of my ideas. I blame the close prox­im­ity of my house to my job. For years, going to uni­ver­sity and going to work on the bus would force me to sit pas­sively, while some­one would take me to my des­ti­na­tion. I didn’t have to think about any­thing, so my mind would drift about ran­dom things, like my friends, my rela­tion­ships, and my life. Back then, my entries were thor­ough and bet­ter developed.

It’s slowly get­ting eas­ier to write again. I don’t have to force myself as much.

It Was Raining This Morning

I stepped out­side, and the street­lights were on. To the west the clouds were clear­ing, while the sun was fight­ing the brood­ing sky in the east. Everything felt a lit­tle dif­fer­ent. As I walked to work, zipped up in my light wind­breaker, sweat­ing from the suf­fo­cat­ing mate­r­ial, the rain slowed then stopped.

Taking Care Of Chaos

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Took care of Chaos over the week­end. Karen’s off in Toronto for a month, and Aaron went to visit Greg (who joined the reserves). Chaos is get­ting a lot big­ger, and even though he’s not quite an adult yet, he’s get­ting more and more dif­fi­cult to lift.

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I’ve been think­ing about a sec­ond cat, ever since Shirley sus­pected that her cats were giv­ing her chil­dren aller­gies. We were play­ing around with the idea of me adopt­ing one of them (the younger male), and she already told her kids that one of the cats may be going. Unfortunately, she found a bald spot on him, and needs to get him checked out first. If the vet visit goes alright, then we may do a one-month trial, to make sure that he gets along with both Dolly and Nala. I’m still not sure if I’m up for the com­mit­ment though. Dolly is enough of a hand­ful already, and I seem to be get­ting busier every day.

May 24 2005

The long week­end was just plain relax­ing. It’s good to get out every once in a while, although once a year is enough for me to appre­ci­ate my clean room, my com­fort­able bed, and the com­pany of my kitty cat. Getting to know Chris, Aaron’s brother, was a treat.

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Thumbnail: Wet and dry leaves

It driz­zled for most of the week­end, but it wasn’t enough to stop us from play­ing poker in our tents or under the tarp. As can be seen in the last photo, on the last day, the leaves were com­pletely dry under our tents (left side of the pic­ture) while leaves on the ground were soaked through (right side).

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Even camp­ing food is easy. Meals cooked over the fire are plate and utensil-free. Cake is eaten with hands, and one feels no more guilty in the com­pany of oth­ers than gorg­ing alone.

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Thumbnail: Moonlight
Thumbnail: Night trees
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I man­aged to get some great shots at night. I still won­der how I’d do with a nice dig­i­tal SLR though. The one in the bot­tom right cor­ner came out espe­cially well: the cir­cu­lar lens pat­terns of my Maglite can be made out in the leaves.

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Thumbnail: Bowling balls

One of the best parts of camp­ing is pass­ing through all the lit­tle towns along the way. It always reminds me of the drive up to John’s cot­tage. The build­ings are homely and unique, with so much per­son­al­ity. We passed by an old, work­ing drive-through in the mid­dle of nowhere, and I had to get a pic­ture of the weath­ered sign. There also hap­pened to be a tiny, pastel-coloured bowl­ing alley, and we decided to play a few games. Funny how the one time we end up going bowl­ing is the time that Trolley couldn’t go with us (he’s never been bowl­ing, and we keep telling each other that we have to go with him sometime).

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Thumbnail: Salamander

A growth, a flower, and a lizard. I have no idea what is grow­ing on the log, but I do know that the flower is a tril­lium, which is the provin­cial flower of Ontario. It’s also pro­tected, which means that one can get fined for pick­ing it (Any per­son who con­tra­venes the act is guilty of an offence and on con­vic­tion is liable to a fine of not more than $50,000, or to impris­on­ment for a term of not more than two years, or to both). The lizard is a sala­man­der, and there were a few crawl­ing around in the leaves.