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Barricades

Monday, February 8th, 2010

On Monday I walked into school and it looked like this

Saturday started out with a lot of promise. I had a lot of little things that I’d intended to get done.

For starters, I had $35 in change that I wanted to take in to the bank. I had taken it in previously, but the teller didn’t like how it was rolled and would not take it so this bag of change has been sitting in the middle of the floor in my room for about two months. On Saturday I rerolled and rebagged and dragged it all back to the bank.

I arrived at the bank at 3:05 to find it closed. Since when do banks close at 3:00? Now, apparently. I carried that bag of change around for the rest of the day.

My next stop of the day was to get some passport photos. This has been on my list of things to do for about 8 months.

I walked half a block down the street to a place that does them. The lady at the counter clipped her words very short. Maybe she was stressed. Normally they would do them but they were booked solid all afternoon. She told me with some annoyance that I could try going down the street a little to another place. I did, but they were booked too. Apparently that day just happened to be a popular one for getting studio portraits done.

Heading back to the bus stop I thought that there is surely a reason for this. Saturday was just not my day to get my photo taken. A dime-sized pimple had erupted on my face overnight and I’m just not destined to have it glare out at me from my mugshot for the next five years.

German invasion at Harbour Centre

So many things are changing downtown and I feel like I need an orientation. The most reliable information I seem to get is through rumour because no one I know seems to know what’s going on.

I still haven’t gotten over how eerie it is to walk into places I’m familiar with and have them be totally different, and I still haven’t gotten used to the barricades that are up everywhere. They make me feel a little displaced.

For a little over a week a crew has been working on transforming the interior of Harbour Centre into the German pavilion. The floor and walls have been replaced and suddenly the computer lab is gone and you can’t access a bunch of things that were previously accessible… This morning metal detectors have been installed at the door. All the students are shunted off into the mezzanine.

In French class tonight we heard what sounded like a crash or an explosion outside. There was a lot of “Q’est que c’est?” and “Je ne sais pas,” but we never figured out what it was. There were no sirens so either it wasn’t serious or like us, no one knew what was going on so no one bothered to call.

The skytrain station afterward was a hive buzzing with security guards and police enforcing new foot traffic rules. I was really glad to get out of the city. I have a feeling the next few weeks are going to feel like a very long time.

Germany house at Harbour Centre

One ring

Thursday, February 4th, 2010

to rule them all...

Hey, look what I made! It’s a ring! It’s not my first but it’s definitely my best. The instructions in the class I’m taking at VCC are decidedly more idiot proof than the ones I got from my dad when I last tried this years ago.

It’s not completely finished yet because it still needs to be polished, I’m resisting the temptation to do it at home so that I can learn how to do it in class. One of the biggest things I’ve learned through this is that there are a million ways to do everything, so chances are there will be a different way to polish it up and maybe it will be better than the way I know.

The other thing I really need to do is to stretch it out. It’s a little too big for my pinkie but decidedly too small for my ring finger. I tried it on last night and then I couldn’t get it off. Some kind person suggested that I use some soap. I’m not sure why I didn’t think of that but it worked quite well.

Immediately after washing and drying it I stuck it back on my finger again and repeated the entire ordeal. I then did this another two times before I put the ring away in my toolbox. I was tired and evidently not thinking straight.

This photo reminds me of a few things that have been on my list of things to get for a long time: a light box and a macro lens. One day…

Still tired

Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010

are they stairs? are they ramps?

I woke up today feeling pretty good so I headed downtown to wander around and take some pictures. After an hour and a half I was spent. I hate this cold! I hate how I’m stuck in that long purgatory where you’ve passed the middle mark and you’re not feeling completely like shit anymore but any time you decide to do anything the fatigue sets in and reminds you that you’re not better yet.

I’m always a little afraid of taking pictures of people, even though sometimes I see people that look interesting and perhaps worth photographing. One of the good things I can see about the Olympics being here is that there are so many cameras out on the street right now that there’s always the chance that you’re in someone else’s shot. Today I don’t think I came across a single person who indicated any sort of surprise or discomfort at being photographed. With such a big event in town I think people expect it. Either that or normally I’m just paranoid for nothing. That’s likely the case.

Silver class was pretty cool tonight. Our instructor demoed some interesting techniques and I kept thinking of all sorts of cool things I want to try so I got home and started sketching. I think I’ve probably stayed up way too late doing this and will probably regret it in the morning when I wake up with a sore throat or stuffed head or something.

cleaning up the ice

R&R

Tuesday, February 2nd, 2010

window sitting

I spent most of my day inside today. I’ve been suffering from a little brain melt that set in last night and I was totally spaced out for the majority of today. I decided to cancel my plans and just stay home because I was too headachey-fatigued-sinus-congested to be capable of much.

I did however make a trip to the grocery store to buy some eggs and chocolate. The bright lights made my head spin and I was a little disoriented going through the checkout. I must have looked like I was stoned or something.

I have been binging on the abovementioned chocolate for the rest of the day. It worked it’s restorative wonders and I’ve been feeling pretty decent for the past few hours. I managed to spend some very productive time working on the SFU Local Food Project website.

Tomorrow I’m going to head downtown with my camera and take a lot of pictures. There are so many different things going on and I am experiencing a very powerful urge to document it all.

I’m also following thing-a-day, a group blog for people who are making something creative every day during February. People come up with some pretty interesting stuff! I’m particularly enjoying Hob’s TV doctors dressed for other jobs.

It figures that I found out about it after the deadline to join had passed, but it doesn’t really matter. I’m going to be really busy for most of February anyways. Maybe I should do it in March and call it “a day late and a dollar short.”

Also, check out this video of this wallet that someone found in their crawlspace. Fascinating stuff! It’s pretty similar to the stuff we found in the chimney, though a little more personal.

Cold

Monday, February 1st, 2010

I have been totally massacred on the French front today so I’m not in possession of a particularly lucid brain right now. We had a substitute teacher tonight and he was decidedly more into precise grammar and not speaking English at all.

Over the past little while I’ve been infected with a feeling of frenzied energy. Suddenly I’m feeling quite motivated and I feel like I have so many things to do and accomplish over the next short while. I’ve been pretty busy running around doing all sorts of things school, olympics, volunteer and project related. I feel like I’m getting a lot done, but my body isn’t all that happy about it.

I’ve been fighting a cold for two weeks now. I’ve hit that annoying point in the battle where I’m only mildly sick, but not getting any better and with no end in sight. Every time I start to feel better I get busy again and then the sore throat or stuffed nose is back again.

The worst is this feeling of fatigue that seems to set in every couple days. It’s what’s bothering me most right now. I want it to go away. I have too much to do.