BLOGGING ON THE ROAD

I've taken blogging on the road this weekend. I am at my sister's nice place in Victoria. It's been an interesting weekend thus far.

I forgot to pack my PJ bottoms, which I only figured out before I went to bed on Friday night... at midnight. Can you imagine me going to bed at midnight? Anyways, I was pissed off at myself for not packing my bottoms.

Carolyn was my bedmate and she was like, "Dude, if somehow your jeans get removed in the middle of the night, it's cool with me... just as long as you stay on your side of the bed."

I slipped into bed and under the covers. Then, I took my jeans off to my ankles.

"Nope, this isn't happening."

So, there I was in my jeans at midnight. I laid there and tossed and turned... I made hand puppets, thought about Eurotrip which I had saw that night... I eventually ran out of things to do. Around 2:30am it got kinda interesting. Someone who shall go unnamed, laughed out loud in her sleep. It was a short, terse laugh. HA! Then someone else who shall go unnamed started snoring. It rose in intensity from a low rumble to a near bed-shaking climax. She stopped after that.

Somewhere around 3am I fell into a restless sleep. At around 7am the freaking alarm went off. Not sure why it did, it might have been set before we got there on the clock radio. I was not pleased. Nor did I reach for it. Rhonda somehow turned it off by throwing it to the ground. That was basically all she wrote for sleep for me.

Around 9am the ladies around me got up and started showering while I prayed for more sweet sleep to wash over me. It did not happen. Then phone rang. It was the most chipper voice I've ever heard Bryan speak.

"Good morning! Where is everyone at?"

"Well, I'm in bed and Carolyn is with me."

"How long do you think it'll take everyone to get ready?"

"I dunno, twenty minutes?"

"Ok, we're all ready over here for breakfast."

"Good for you, bye."

"Bye."

I hung up and made a small little pillow fort around my head. It was too late, I had to get up. I went to breakfast with everyone and bought some PJs. I left the group around 2pm to go back to the hotel. I napped for about 10 minutes (in my new PJs). I also watched some HBO and Showtime. Then I walked over to my sister's place.

I feel a bit better now, but the previous evening didn't really leave me with a lot of energy. I hate to mention it, but travelling with people with similar sleeping patterns does make things easier. Invariably, it's the night owls that get the wrong end of the bed because there's fewer of us, and we have to do the adjusting. Manifesto anyone? Oh well, it's cool to be on the road with my friends no matter what. I just wasn't very fun to be around today. Hopefully, I will be more rested tomorrow, but I doubt it since I anticipate getting up early again.

Well, I'm going to have a nice chat with my lovely sister now.

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STUFF

Tonight's dinner? Linguine with meat sauce. Fantastic. It's simple yet effective.

My left pinkie toenail? Almost ripped clean off.

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WHAT'S IN A NAME?

I've had this discussion with a few people before but I've decided to open it up to a larger forum. Here's the topic: Guys, if you decide to marry, would you want your wife to take on your surname? Ladies, if you decide to marry, would you want to change your surname?

Here's where I stand on the subject. I'd like my wife to keep her last name. She's had it all her life, I think it's ridiculous that she'd have to change it just because she married me. Afterall, she's already doing me a huge favour by agreeing to watch me scratch my ass for the rest of our lives, I'd feel bad if she had to get her name changed too.

As if planning a wedding isn't enough, she'd have to get all her documents, credit cards, ID cards, and stationary changed. Who needs that? It's just a pain in the ass.

I know some women keep their last names after marriage for professional reasons. Before marriage, they've made some impact in their field and changing their name would confuse their colleagues. University researchers come to mind. If they've been published under one name, it's just easier to continue to publish under that same name. Actresses are another case. Everyone knows who Julia Roberts is, but it'd be weird seeing a new movie from Julia Moder.

I might be ok with the hyphenated last name. It would really depend on what the combo would be. If I married a woman with the last name Orange, I'd probably have to insist on her using the hyphenated version. If her name was already long, it could sound akward. For example, Mrs. Love-Hewitt-Tang takes some effort to say.

What does everyone else think? Ladies, if you were willing to change, why would you? Guys, would you insist on your bride taking your name? Let's hear it!

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THEY SLEPT IN THE SAME BED

Ewwwww...

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DAY ONE OF READING WEEK

I actually did some work today, even though I was fairly inefficient with my time. I spent nearly an entire day completing one question from a big assignment. At least it's progress.

Tomorrow, I hope to be more productive and possibly even finish two questions from my assignment.

I will admit though to wasting a considerable amount of time looking for the new No Doubt song, It's My Life on the Internet. Back in the day (I can say that now), there was no such thing as dummy files on file sharing networks. The RIAA didn't flood Kazaa with screwed up files that wasted your time and bandwidth. If you found the file on Napster, it was guaranteed (almost) to be the whole song. Now, you get these incomplete files. The key I've discovered is to look for files that are only owned by at most five users. I went through several files that over 100 people had and these were the fake ones. I finally got a complete file that was only shared among 2 users.

Hey, do you know that Doritos makes guacamole flavoured chips now? Look for a review of them here in the near future.

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READING WEEK

So Monday marks the official start to Reading Week at UBC. It's an entire week to catch up on the work you've missed thus far in the term. Some people go away and take a vacation, but most people I know can't afford to do that both for financial and academic reasons.

Last year, I had a horrendous Reading Week. I made the mistake of seeing my dentist on the Monday for a check-up. I was thinking it would a regular check-up and I'd get it out of the way so I could work the rest of the week. Hell no, it was not a regular check-up. It was an awful visit. First, my dentist looked at my teeth and said that I might have leukemia. Yeah, right. Second, he told me that I had some gum condition that needed attention right away. So, he booked me this really busy specialist immediately. The only problem was that the appointment was for 10am the next day... in Burnaby. So instead of just getting my teeth cleaned, I had to go get my blood tested and also wake up early to go see that damn specialist.

I burned an extra day and a half for all that extra crap. It wasn't until Wednesday that I got a full day of work in. Of course, I didn't have leukemia and the stupid gum problem wound up costing me $900 and a session of oral surgery.

Here's the funny thing... I'm seeing my dentist again on Thursday. I don't care if tells me my teeth are going to fall out the next day. I am not waking up early for some specialist or getting my blood tested on Friday.

Which reminds me, let me take a little small poll here. My dentist swears like a sailor when something doesn't go right during a procedure. I find it really unprofessional, does your dentist do the same?

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