ok, so i've been catching up on the message board because i have a lot of time to waste this morning, and i know that this is something that is fairly old, by message board terms, but it touched on my particular area of geekiness, and i feel compelled to comment...

Eric cited the following: "mundane words DO NOT symbolize"

I'm sorry, eric, they do. All words symbolize ideas; all words are semiotic representations of concepts that are arbitrarily assinged to said symbol, at one point or another in history. This is why there exists such a thing as the connotation - as the meaning behind the representation changes, the old meaning of a symbol is not entirely erased and gets carried along with the new meaning. Words have baggage, just like people. Every word, no matter how innocuous, is a symbol, and thus symbolizes, no matter how mundane it may seem.

Sorry everyone, just had to get that out of my system before i exploded...

TO answer your ramble Par...

Shuyit Fukim Shabma Kokajumi, threstoice foyutibnu frappanappi.
Habnithdyl bonyutng shangdo fushimatshot wannanappi.

There I've said it!

Bah! Albert kann eine automatische Translation machen, aber er kennt die Sprache nicht. Wenn er Italienisch gelernt würde, dann wird seine Arbeit herrlich. Jetzt ist seine italienische Translation nur ein Kunstgriff.

Oh yeah... remember Tay - crazy will beat big every time. Doesn't matter if he's bigger than you as long as you are crazier.

Tay,
Don't worry about it. Stick w/ the girl. If he has a problem with it and wants to make it a big deal kick the shit out of him. Simple.

I'm getting worse instead of better, dammit. It's now 5:30AM and my neighbour left to go to work. I'm now about to go to sleep, only to have to wake in 4 hours to go to work. The sun is up and birds are chirping outside my window. This is painful.

If this isn't evidence of my own masochism, I don't know what is.

First of all, I gotta say... DAMN I sound hot in Jewish... or Mongolian or Eskimoish or Tai Chi... or whatever the fuck that was. THANKS AL!!!! I don't care what the rest of yas think, AL validates my fucking reason for posting, which is more than I can say for half of you. So fuckin sucks to the rest of yous, see you in hell. PROPS AL!!!! w00t!

Secondly, I for once have my own particular question from the floor:

What do you do when the girl you've been getting close to for the last 4 weeks turns out to have an ex-boyfriend who's a lot older than you, has a LOT of friends who are a lot bigger than you, and thinks he hasn't broken up with this girl yet? Not to mention you used to idolize him for playing in one of your favourite (and most successful) local bands and also gave you some pretty nasty looks tonight and probably wants to kick your ass? Then what? Huh? HUH?


HUH!!? THEN WHAT!?!!!!


FUCK.

oh... and Leo's e-mail is: leowong@telusplanet.net

whoa... I missed a lot of posts.
Oh well - I'll just start from here.
I apologize for not validating your existances for those previous posts.

and in other news,

why does the students' union webpage have the, um, title line "Stop Mocking Me!" it seems rather strange to me, but then perhaps it's because no one actually reads what's up there, unless Paras has already trained you, what the hell are you talking about "nonsequiters make you eat lampshades"? (not that I can spell or anything...)

And... check out the Council For Canadians website for some interesting elections information. I'll find the other website I was supposed to post eventually.

And... Paras, I was not darting my eyes back and forth just to see what he was looking at. In fact, I usually just watch/observe people (perhaps I was weirding him out) and check out the surroundings. And I most definitely don't do what Jeremy tells me to do. I made eye contact, I spoke with him, and behaved, the same way as I speak with anyone (aside from the hitting and elbow jabbing that comes with knowing people very well). So I don't know, maybe he's just shy around people he doesn't know. Maybe it was a long day and he just didn't have the presence of mind to pull himself alltogether. Maybe he likes feet. Maybe I'm overanalyzing.

So who did have a crush on me in highschool then, Jere? Are you just making this up? No one had a crush on me in highschool, I was such a dork.