water water everywhere!

12.30.03 - 04:01am
mood: meh
music playing: [beastie boys] namaste
i just drank a glass of water!!

what's up with THAT??!

aren't you glad i made a blog entry about drinking water?
doesn't it somehow make you more.. complete?
i think so.

come back here and gimme my daughter.

12.28.03 - 11:09pm
mood: odd
music playing: [tortoise] i set my face to the hillside
bah. merry xmas to all.. i guess.
this season has always pissed me off more than not, but i guess some good times were had.
got clothes to last me the next year, so that's a bonus.
also got me a new pair of boots, so i can retire the old 2nd-feet boots that i've been so attached to for the last 3years or so.
it was their time to step down i suppose. i could have sworn there was something living in em ever since they joined me for my romp thru some cambodian swampland. the fact that they kept my feetses from stepping on, and concurrently getting all blowed up by one of the many landmines that litter the cambodian countryside, is exactly why it's good to retire them before they die..
it's all about RESPECT folks.
this way, they can be with me for the rest of my life.

*note to any current friends who may still be my friends when i die:
please get those boots on me before they chuck me in the incinerat0r. unless ofcourse, i have kids by some strange chance. in which case, they are to be burdened with the 'haunted boots', which are to be tied to a working ceiling fan that is in plain view at all times.
nothing more creepy than a dead guys old boots flappin around off the ceiling..

speaking of creepy.. i treated myself to a private screening of 'big fish' last week. it's a pretty good flick if one can put aside the desire to pick apart a movie and just watch it for the story it tells. but who in their right minds would bother picking apart a burton flick anyways??!
you don't know.. and i don't want to know.
it's unusual, that's for sure.. imaginative, original, whimsical would also be words i'd use to describe it.
some very odd personal connections were there, but of those, here i will speak of not.
i don't know if it was the toast talking, but the flick was also quite emotional. i don't really get moved my many movies (unlike a certain mexicant we know of who sobbed at the outcome of 'armageddon'), but this movie did move me.
armageddon? are you fukin kidding me??!
but i digress.
big fish, mycophile gives it 3 thumbs up.
oh yea, that's freakin right, i've got 3 thumbs..
deal with it.

love,
.myc

what do you feed your cabbages?

12.19.03 - 01:23am
mood: NOthing
music playing: [yoko kanno-cowboy bebop.OST] the singing sea
finally got a chance to watch 'the football factory' and it wasn't all that bad.. as far as movies about violence for the sake of violence go, it was actually quite well done. not 'fight club' well done, but in a different way. it managed to make some points, and managed to make me laugh. somewhat like 'human traffic' did, and even had some of the same actors.
it's a brit movie, so i dunno if they're gonna release it here when they do over there (sometime in 2K4). but if it does come out over here, i'm quite likely to catch it.
im sad that it's come to this, having to preview movies before deeming them worthy of my $20 at the big screen. but the industry did it to themselves. pumping out shite after shite after shite. that considered, why the fuck SHOULDN'T we all be previewing the movies before dishing out the cash?
i don't think it's much to ask that a movie not SUCK ASS before we're asked to dish out $20 for a 2hr rental of a comfy chair.
but what do i know. i'm just a technician.

i miss growing mushrooms.

12.16.03 - 07:57pm
mood: nullx
music playing: [gary jules] mad world
what's up with that?

when i moved back into the parent's place to finish up school and get my biz up n running, i took some time to prepare myself for what i was leaving behind. independence, amusement, excitement, privacy, lust, insanity(i tried, but couldn't leave it behind), and well.. life.
but it turns out that i don't really miss much of those things. after being on my own since the tender age of 16, it was actually quite refreshing to not have to worry about all that i worried about since i left. i could finally just focus on school, and focus i did!

but there is one thing i truly miss more than any other, with all of my being and all of my heart.
i miss growing my li'l mushrooms. i miss playing with the spores, miss toying with my collection of scientific equipment. i miss sterilizing grain in a pressurecooker, i miss inoculating agar, i miss holding my breath. i miss the joy that accompanied contaminant free germination. the pure, clean white mycelium sprawling out from the noc-points like a bat outta hell (relatively speaking of course).
i miss sensing 'their' desire to transcend the boundries of their mycelial world, feeling 'them' thru my bare and sterile hands as i comply and case them.

i love the smell of fungus in the morning.. smells like... victory.

i miss watching the little buggers go from teeny-tiny pinheads into massive mushrooms in a matter of days. i miss having a forest of fungi in my closet.
but most of all... i miss eating them.

if anything, i figured i would miss privacy. can't really go about looking-for/courting a girl when you don't really have a place to call home.. but, in actuality, it hasn't really bothered me at all. with school and the biz to occupy my time, i guess i havn't had time to wonder.

well enough of that.. time to plan the exit. while i dig the trouble free surroundings, i don't think i can manage another month without the joys of mushroom growing/eating.

and i suppose i should start looking for the girl again eh..
yea.. enough time spent learning all i can from the happenings of the past. it was time most well spent, mind you. but now it's time to follow thru with it's purpose.
it's time to wander into the future.
it's time to wade into her eyes.
it's time to remain there forever, in the ephemeral moment of eternity.

die mycophile, die.

test for grimm's lazy ass

12.15.03 - 10:44am
mood: meh
music playing: [orbital] through the night
miss it


deep dusk @angkor wat, the night of my all-nighter spent aimlessly wandering the temple complex.
a.it's supposed to be this dark. it's pretty like that, don't you think?
b.yes, the quality kinda sucks, but it was a crappy cam made even more crappy thanks to the uber-humidity. incidentally, it died before the trip was over.
c.for those not in the know, a few more cambodia/thailand pics can be found here and here.
d. shut up! </sealab2021.hesh-voice>

that is all..
the mycophile, the.

tchaikovsky is gonna kick my ass.

12.13.03 - 05:42pm
mood: apheared
music playing: [pimsleur-thai] lesson 02
my mom asked me to arrange the music for a performance of the nutcracker that her kindergarten students were doing for xmas.
i had to make some numbers longer, some shorter, blend some, slow some down, and omit some altogether.
boy did i butcher that thing. piotr forgive me, i had no choice, those little feetses just couldn't keep up with the chinese dance!
i missed the performance as i was conveniently teleported out of town for a night of toast and hockey at my second home (aka home of jacky, bride of jacky, the fetus, and the italian mamma.. good times had by all).
i was told it went well, and that the kids had fun (tho some apparently came dangerously close to soiling themselves.. those crazy 3-4year olds, what WILL they do next).
while i think piotr ilyich tchaikovsky may have understood the need for the butchery that took place, i can not be sure of it.
so i look forward to meeting him in commie hell, and the asskicking that may very well ensue.
but seriously piotr, it was nothing personal.. take it easy on my commie ass.

love,
.myc

it's alive!!!

12.09.03 - 04:31pm
mood: Jubilant
music playing: [u.srivinas & michael brook] think
the burninator lives!!!
wheeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

dorian delivers good times.

12.08.03 - 03:28pm
mood: refreshed
music playing: [air] cherry blossom girl
so.. I had totally forgotten how strange things can get when you are far... far away from civilization... like in waterloo. hehee.

but yea, an odd weekend full of many a strange coincidence.
< starwipe >
it was friday morning. i had been up all night again (happenin more frequently for some strange reason) working on my jewelry manufacturer/designer database when i was side-tracked by the perpetual lack of space on my harddrives, and the perpetual lack of cdr's on which to back shit up to. hi-rez images from my cam, constant influx of new music, apps, tv shows, and Carl Sagan's pbs COSMOS series leaves me with a max free space of a gig or so..
not too much wiggle room, if you catch my meaning.
it was time for some solutioning.

a few weeks ago, i put aside my plan for grabbing a badass alienware laptop. opting instead, to pump the majority of that 4K into celestial gems and spending a bit of it to upgrade my current computer.
so another harddrive was in the cards already, but then i remembered the "burninator", the LG multiformat dvd burner, and the price was right. CDN$220.
hell, i paid more for my cd burner back in the day.
then i remembered that the dorian worked for bestbuy and got discounts on all bestbuy/futureshop stuff. but i would have to wait a while before getting a chance to head out to waterloo to make that happen.
it's been a while since we last chilled, so i was even pondering bussing my lazy ass out there, but the outlook wasn't good.
it was around 7am now, and i was having a smoke with my brother. he tells me he was going to london that eve. intersting, as kitchener was on the way to london. within 5 minutes i had sent the dorian a barrage of msgs outlining the plan. he was either asleep or at work, so i had to wait till the afternoon to find out if this was destined to happen.
he got back to me in good time. and tho he was working that eve, it was on.

after a couple of hours on the road, i parted company with my bro and his lady. i had about 3hours to kill before walt got off work, so i wandered around bestbuy with my backpack and campack in tow. after a few seconds in the store, i noticed that i was constantly being followed by both marked and unmarked individuals.
bestbuy's anti-theft device was flexing it's muscle, and it was time to have some fun.
i wandered the store for about an hour with these people following me. i started picking up stuff i wanted to buy and walking around with it in hand, then putting it down and picking up something else that i wanted to buy. this seemed to really confuse them, probably cus they didn't see me put anything down before grabbing something else. i finally got bored with toying with em and found walt, who suggested that i toss my backpack in his jeep so as not to get the bestbuy ss following me around. teehee.

walt drove a coworker home after work, and we chilled at brian's place for a bit having ourselves a toast-tasting event of sorts. he had a crazy hyperactive 13month old rotty the size of my 5year old silver poodle. he licked my jacket a lot, and feasted on walt's foot. good times.
we arrived at his place at around midnite or so to the tune of his only male roommate goin off about "the crazy" roommate causing more shit.
we retreated to his room and closed the door as he no longer socialized with any of his roommates. we were already quite toasty, so we just chilled out, killed our lungs a bit and watched some sealab.
the rest of his roommates came back later on. the crazy one and her "guest" started being stupid about us smoking in walt's room. the "guest" was coughing as if the other room was full of smoke and she was apologizing to him. at WORST they could smell a teeny bit of smoke, boo hoo.
don't get me wrong, i consider myself quite a considerate person/smoker, i had even offered to smoke on the balcony when i first got there. but when people choose the path of drama as opposed to the path of speaking to communicate a request, or anything else for that matter, i hear nothink.
"coughing" your ass off to imply "stop smoking you assholes", when actually saying "hey, assholes, could you please stop smoking?" would probably work better, is just plain IGNANT.
i think he was just into drama or something.. cus later on that nite/morn as we were heading out for more toast and food, he was on the couch fake-snoring! who the hell would fake-snore for god's sake!? it's so obvious, and you would pull off pretend-sleeping so much better by just closing your eyes and shutting the hell up!
ungh.. gotta love the "special" people.

i came up with a wonderful idea that nite, but had to postpone it on account of walt still having to live there for a few more months.
i was kinda just sitting there thinking about how silent the whole building was, when it came to me:
how funny/disturbing/scarring would it be if walt and i suddenly broke out into gay sex noises. i mean full out broke out. screaming, moaning, groaning... yanking the bed about, smashing it against the wall. with the window open on a silent nite, not only would that have woken up the entire building, but perhaps even the hood.
but as i said, walt wasn't too keen about this idea at that moment, so i figure i'm gonna visit him right before he moves out juuust for this.
i think jack is down with this plan as well. aaaand there has been an offer from a real gay couple to have real gay sex there, making real gay sex noises, while we watch tv with walt and the roommates in the living room. a more authentic experience, yes. but i know these guys, and i dunno if i can handle hearing them doin tha dirty. bah, we shall see. i think it's a small sacrifice for a quite funny payoff.
i think this has "made for interweb movie" written all over it. we just need to find and hide a bunch of dv cams about the house to record the reactions, and somehow keep ourselves from lauging till we soil ourselves.

anyways, it was a fun nite/morn/afternoon of chillin, toastin, and smokin.
we stopped off at the futureshop, walt grabbed the burninator (thanks again bro!) and i headed home, back broken from sleeping on a computer chair.

now that i have some time, i think i'll actually get this burninator installed.
ima make like a promdress and take off.
[to be continued]