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    Friday, January 5th, 2007
    3:10 pm
    Fake eyelashes, stillettttos and cheap 'Champagne'. Sitting on a picnic blanket waiting for Fame.


    No, just an idiot.

    Razor blades and popsicle sticks. Drunken parties. Drunken kiss.
    Hiding from the Nazis in my tight ass hot seats.
    Womynizing Bourgeois. Casual Swearing. Casual kills.
    Sunday, December 10th, 2006
    5:53 pm
    130 Random Questions
    When was the last time you cried?:A few days ago in a moo-vee
    Have you ever faked sick?:When I was little
    What was the last lie you said?:(L)
    Have you ever cried during a movie?:Hellz yez!
    Who was the last person you couldn't take your eyes off of?:Adam...
    Have you ever danced in the rain?:But of course!
    Have you ever been drunk?:Of course not!
    Have you ever tried tried drugs?:Seriously, no.
    Do you smoke?:NO.
    What's the farthest you've ever gone on a dare?:I don't really do dares
    What is your full name?:Andrew Michael Gregory the Great Falcao
    What is your blood-type?:O +
    Have you ever been in a car accident?:Nope
    How old were you when you recieved your first kiss?:16, 17?
    Who was your first kiss?:Honesly don't remember
    Have you ever had an online relationship?:No
    Have you ever had phone-sex?:Gawd no
    Have you ever been rejected by a crush?:Yes
    What is your favourite sport to play?:Sports are for jocks.
    Have you ever made a prank phone call?:Yes!
    Have you ever said "I Love you" and not meant it?:Yes
    What's your favourite childhood memory?:Sitting on an orange blanket eating a balogna sandwich drinking purple Kool-Aid under the tree in the backyard
    Is there anything that you have done that you regret?:Many things
    What do you want to be when you grow up?:Politician / Director / Environmental Policy Maker
    What is your political persuassion?:Extremely liberal
    Have you ever had cybersex?:No, that's weird.
    Do you believe in g-d?:Who's Gad?
    Do you believe in love at first sight?:That's called "lust"
    Do you believe in karma?:Good Gawd No
    Who was your first crush?:*shrugs*
    Who do yo uhave a crush on?:Adam...
    How would you describe yourself?:Confusing as hell. OxyMoronic. Paradoxyl.
    What are you afraid of?:Death, Needles, Ketchup, Mediocrity
    Are you religious?:If by that you mean "I think Religion is for the naive", then yes.
    What does your screen name mean?:It means that I'm done exams, and that we use the word "love" far too often and that it has lost all meaning.
    What person do you trust the most?:Usually acquaintances.
    Who was your first boyfriend/girlfriend?:Alex
    What is the best compliment you have ever recieved?:"Dude, you're fucking crazy"
    What is the meanest thing anyone has said about you?:"Stay away from him, he's not a good person."
    What is the longest crush/relationship you have had?:1.5 years
    What is your greatest strength?:Creativity
    What is your greatest weakness?:I don't know when to shut up
    What is your perfect pizza?:Feta, sundried tomatoes, spinach
    What is your first thought when waking up in the morning?:"Oh, this shit again?"
    What is your first thought before you go to bed?:"Finally!"
    What college do you want to go to?:University of Waterloo
    Do you get along with your family?:Yes
    Do you play any instruments?:Somewhat: piano, trumpet
    What kind of music do you like?:Electronic, Progressive, Brit
    Do you think you're attractive?:In a sense, yes. I think I have the eccentric-boy-next-door thing going on.
    Would you ever get a tattoo?:No.
    How many piercings do you have?:None. And it will stay that way.
    Who makes you laugh?:Ridiculousness, off-colour humour, word play.
    Who would you want to be tied to for 24hours?:Queen Elizabeth II
    Have you ever seen a dead body?:Yes. Ew.
    Do you have a celebrity crush?:Anyone who says that Jake Gyllenhaal isn't hot is lying.
    What is one thing scientists should invent?:Teleporters.
    Have you ever broken a bone?:My pinky finger
    What happens after you die?:Nothing
    Do you watch or read the news?:When I'm home
    What stereotype would you label yourself as being?:Flaming.
    Would your friends agree with that stereotypic label?:They're the ones that say it!
    If yo ucould change your name, what would you change it to?:Ezekiel Isaac Gigglesnort
    If you could go back in time to one point in your life, where would you go:5 years old
    If you could change anything about yourself, what would you change?:Everything
    Have you ever gone skinny dipping?:No
    Have you ever played strip poker?:No
    Would you ever lie to someone to make them feel good about themselves?:Yes, of course.
    What do you want your friends to think about you?:That my completely outlandish behaviour hides a soft, gooey inside that honestly cares about them and loves them.
    Whats the biggest argument you've ever gotten into?:I don't really argue and mean it, actually. The biggest arguments I get into are "you really said this!"
    HAve you ever bitten someone?:hahahaha YES
    When's your birthday?:11/26/1985
    Have you ever stolen anything?:Nope. Except people's dreams. And their hearts.
    Do you make wishes on shooting stars?:Pathetically enough.
    Whats the most you've ever eaten in one sitting?:Not sure. Probably alot, and then I threw up.
    If you could go back and change one day, what would it be?:9/11
    Do you remember your dreams?:Occassionally, the really vivid ones.
    Have you ever been in love?:I think so.
    Are you a morning person or a night person?:Morning.
    Do you have any phobias?:Belonephobia: fear of sharp objects such as pins and needles.
    What's the meanest thing you've ever done to someone?:Not sure. Probably spreading lies.
    Have you ever been to the hospital (other then birth?:Other than to visit? No.
    How many screen names do you have?:Not sure!
    Do any medical problems run in your family?:Alzheimer's, OCD, Addiction
    Have anyone ever been disowned from your family?:My great-grandparents disowned by Grandma after she married my Bubba.
    Have you ever had a nightmare?:Yes, of course.
    Do you say meaner things to your friends or your enemies?:Enemies. I can be really nasty.
    Would you ever participate in a threesome?:Sure, why not?
    Would you ever pay for a prostititue?:Nope.
    Have you ever mooned or flashed someone?:Nope.
    Have you ever cheated on your bf/gf?:Nope.
    Have you ever laughed so hard you peed in your pants?:Nope.
    Have you ever written a love letter?:Not really.
    Have you ever attempted suicide?:Almost.
    Do you prefer boxers or briefs?:Boxer briefs.
    Have you ever been in a fistfight?:Are you kidding me? I would be killed!
    Do you have any hidden talents?:Lying. I'm actually quite good at it. And something else a bit more naughty. *hahahaha*
    What is one thing you want me to know about you?:In my mind's eye I light fires in your cities.
    What is one question you wouldn't want me to ask?:Anything.
    Do you usually prefer books or movies?:Movies.
    Who is your favourite person to talk to?:I won't exclude anyone!
    Who is always able to cheer you up when you're sad?:Ditto.
    Would you ever have sex before marriage?:No, never. The Bible says it's wrong.
    Who do you talk to most on the phone?:Shannon!
    Do you have a secret that yo'ure ashamed of?:Of course.
    Do you prefer british or american spelling of words?:British
    Have you ever gotten detention?:Nope.
    How do you vent your anger?:Music.
    Have you ever been on a diet?:Nope!
    Would you ever date someone younger than you? Older than you?:Yes, to both.
    Is your best friend a virgin?:I have a few best friends, and I'm pretty sure only ONE of them is!
    What's a rumor someone has spread about you?:Rumours would mean that they were untrue.
    What's the kinkiest thing you could ever actually see yourself as doing?:heh heh heh
    What's the meanest thing anyone has ever done to you?:Refused to give me an extension on an outdoors project when I had bronchitis so bad that I was throwing up.
    What's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for you?:Not sure.
    Have you ever been diagnosed with a mental illness?:I would be if I went
    Have you ever cut yourself on purpose?:Nope
    Have you ever wanted to murder someone?:Hell yes.
    Have you ever hated someone?:I would laugh if my professor had a stoke.
    Do you prefer talking on the phone or online?:I hate both, actually
    Do you consider yourself popular?:Somewhat.
    Would you ever tell the person you have a crush on that you like them?:Yup
    Have you ever had a crush on an enemy?:Yup!
    Have you ever had a crush on a best friend?:Somewhat
    What is your favourite book?:Colours Insulting to Nature (Cintra Wilson)
    Do you have a collection of anything?:Martini glasses, Rocks
    Are you happy with the person you are becoming?:Not particularly. I'm becoming a cynic.
    Are you a different person now then you were 5 years ago?:Totally.
    What do you see yourself as being in 5 years from now?:Doing perfomance art pieces in the middle of the park; smashing keyboards while screaming at the top of my lungs, while dancing in a puddle of bright red paint.
    Are you happy with the life you have?:No.
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    5:20 pm
    Thursday, December 7th, 2006
    4:48 pm
    Hope Is A Delusion!!!!!!!
    So here I am
    ATR style!!!!!!
    What does it mean to be human? CONSUME!!!
    What does it mean to dream? CONSUME!!!
    And what does it mean to be alive?
    It means...
    Every time you breathe
    You consume!
    Every time you drive
    You consume!
    Every time you eat
    You consume!
    Don't be fooled by dreams of North American grandeur
    In just a few years your dreams will burn!!!
    Too often do we try to blame the Corporations or "THE MAN"
    Who are these "THEY" that spread so-called "LIES"?
    The CEO's, the Presidents, "THE MAN"
    The blood is on ALL of our collective hands
    Including mine


    I come from a Generation of Fabrication
    We don't bother to learn how to do things ourselves
    We expect everything to be handed to us on a silver fucking platter
    Each subsequent generation is lazier than the last
    It's been going on since colonization!!!!!!
    If we are so fucking stupid now...
    Then what's going to happen in twenty years?!?!?!?!?!!
    WE'RE SO FUCKED!!!!!!!!

    We keep passing on the torch and expect the next peoples to do it
    We think that we should start implementing the solution a bit at a time
    But I say WE FUCKING SUCK!!!!
    The time to act
    WAS TEN YEARS AGO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    WE'RE STILL FUCKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    WE'RE STILL FUCKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    WE'RE SO FUCKING FUCKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    Thursday, November 23rd, 2006
    9:13 pm

    You are The Tower

    Ambition, fighting, war, courage. Destruction, danger, fall, ruin.

    The Tower represents war, destruction, but also spiritual renewal. Plans are disrupted. Your views and ideas will change as a result.

    The Tower is a card about war, a war between the structures of lies and the lightning flash of truth. The Tower stands for "false concepts and institutions that we take for real." You have been shaken up; blinded by a shocking revelation. It sometimes takes that to see a truth that one refuses to see. Or to bring down beliefs that are so well constructed. What's most important to remember is that the tearing down of this structure, however painful, makes room for something new to be built.

    What Tarot Card are You?
    Take the Test to Find Out.

    I'm not doing so well here, guys...
    Sunday, November 12th, 2006
    10:08 pm
    Please, I just need a week extension.
    And I need to know if I am loved the way the way I love h...
    Friday, October 27th, 2006
    12:40 am
    We are so small.

    I'm looking at my house in Google Earth right now and I am full of a horrible sense of loss. I can see the two bushes in my backyard. I can see the maple tree that I remember being planted when I was probably 7 years old... and it hits me that these memories are long gone and that I will never be able to revisit the neighbourhood of my childhood. The back field has been destroyed and replaced with houses. This then leads me to a sense of loss of my entire childhood. That complete and utter innocence and naivity has been lost to me forever. I am no longer able to look around me with the vision of a child- the past year of being 20 years old has hit me hard. I am an adult, and I hate it. I don't want to be an adult with responsibilities and expectations of how to live and how to be, and to continue growing up and eventually having to pay bills and drive cars and own a house. I don't want that. I just want to, I don't know... roll in the grass. Sing silly songs. Feel loved and cared for by mommy. Why can't I get hugs anymore? I'm always the one giving them, I never get them in return. I long for the touch of another person but with no romantic links to it at all. I just want to be hugged. I just want someone to rub the back of my head. I want to stay in my blanket fort forever.

    This concept is going to be on my new album in a song called "My Blanket Fort". I just realized this after I wrote the last line in that paragraph that I have expressed the same feeling of loss musically. It's a recurring theme... I want to go to sleep and cuddle with my teddy bear and have mom kiss me good night and have a nice warm bed with a poofy comforter just after I washed my face and ate some cookies with milk and walked up those stairs on my father's back, piggy-back style... I love those memories, and I want to go back to them. I want to build a fort and hide from my assignment, from my future, from having to shave tomorrow morning, from the bills and the phone calls and the hatred and the mediocrity and the blandness and the routine and the computer screen and the confusion and the sex and the scanners and the electronics and the cars and the pollution the sky the drugs the headaches the caffeine the cleaning staff the pointless conversations the dishes cooking responsibilities cleaning the bathroom being an adult being another face in the crowd

    I love my sleep and I love my mom...
    I love my sleep and I love my mom...
    Hiding in my blanket fort
    Hiding in my blanket fort
    telling the world to go away...

    (but i love you
    until my dying
    love, at any cost.
    Sunday, October 22nd, 2006
    11:07 pm
    Guess what time it is?

    Yes, that time is here! I've been reading all the blogs, the reviews, gathering all the buzz since the last Oscars and now it's time for me to start my predictions. I can't wait!

    The Departed
    The Queen

    Those are the four I'm most comfortable with right now. "Departed" is a lock now, thanks to it's box-office hit status, critical raves, auidence approval and the fact that it's Martin Scorsese. "The Aviator" was nominated a few years ago probably out of sheer reverence (it's definately not his best), but "Departed" seems to be a return to form. The movie kicks ass, and AMPAS will have no problem finally giving Marty his Oscar. "The Queen" has been a critical smash, and is so far the best reviewed film this year. Helen Miller's performance has also been getting raves. "Queen" is in. "Dreamgirls" has gotten fantastic early buzz, especially at the Cannes festival when a short preview practically started a riot. "Babel" has also gotten great early word, and seems to be the token 'social commentary' selection of the bunch.

    What else is there? I would be stupid not to mention "Flags of our Fathers", care of the AMPAS God himself, CLint Eastwood. But word has been mixed at best, reviews weren't as red-hot as expected, and it's opening weekend has been lukewarm. Can they really give three Oscars in a row to the horribly pretentious Paul Haggis, too? Most Oscarwatcher opnions: hell no. Three in a row is overboard. "Volver" is doing great at the Festival circuit, and it's auteur director is overdue for a BP nom. Also look out for "Little Miss Sunshine", which has audience and critical favourite written all over it, plus it's sleeper hit status. It's also a contemporary film and a comedy, and most years, one makes it in. Let's hope, because so far it's my fave film this year.

    Flags of our Fathers
    Little Miss Sunshine
    Little Children

    Also in the running:
    Children of Man
    The Good German
    United 93
    World Trade Center
    Bobby (a.k.a. "Crash in a Motel")

    Best Director
    Martin Scorsese (The Departed)
    Bill Condon (Dreamgirls)
    Alejandro Gonzalez Innaritu (Babel)
    Stephen Frears (The Queen)
    Paul Greengrass (United 93)

    Director is not always 5/5 with BP- last year was a definate rarity. Usually it goes 4/5, but 3/5 is not unheard of and can be actually conisdered common. Scorsese has gotten raves for his work with "Departed" and buzz says he WILL finally get his damned Oscar for this one! About time. Condon has already been accepted by the Academy as a writer (Gods & Monsters, Chicago), and the film is totally AMPAS-ready. Innaritu's work on "Babel" is supposedly breathtaking, and he's already in with the Academy (21 Grams). Given the buzz on "Queen", I see no way Frears could be passed on at this point. He, along with Scorsese and Condon, are locks. The critical raves that went along with "United 93" also can't be avoided- the subject matter may make it too risky for Picture, but the Academy may see it as consolation in giving him a lone Director status.

    Also in Running:
    Pedro Almodovar (Volver): Surprise lone director nominee with "Talk to Her", and his international auter status make him a definate possibility if Condon gets the classic 'musical snub'.
    Clint Eastwood (Flags of our Fathers): 3 for 3? Unlikely.
    Robert DeNiro (The Good Shepherd): Oscars love actors-come-directors!
    Emilio Esetvez (Bobby): Ditto!
    Steven Soderberg (The Good German): If this really his critical comeback, don't count it out.

    As for the other categories?

    Lead Actress:
    Helen Mirren
    Kate Winslet
    Meryl Streep
    Penelope Cruz
    Annette Bening

    Lead Actor:
    Forrest Whitaker
    Ryan Gosling
    Leonardo DiCaprio
    Peter O'Toole
    Matt Damon

    Supporting Actress:
    Abigail Breslin (Little Miss Sunshine)
    and that's about it...

    Supporting Actor:
    Jack Nicholson
    Ben Affleck (he won at Cannes for Hollywoodland!)
    Eddie Murphy (can't stop the Dreamgirls wave)
    Alan Arkin
    Brad Pitt

    Wednesday, October 4th, 2006
    8:45 am
    Love runs through our veins
    That's where us and reality end
    Love runs through our veins

    If there's hope in your heart
    It will flow to every part
    If there's any hope in your heart
    Sunday, September 17th, 2006
    10:56 pm
    Behind the Wall

    On that happy note, what exactly do I mean by that? Well...
    Junk culture is becoming rampant. Warhol said that everyone has 15 minutes of fame- and he's right. Everyone in our generation or younger are attention whores. We were told by muppets and purple dinosaurs that we are 'very special' when we were children. What did this result in? Huge egos, plenty of ambition, no talent, no work ethic, huge expectations. We all expect someone else to love us, to tell us we're cool, to do everything for us. Look at these stupid myspace kids; they make videos of themselves doing nothing important or special, paste it on a website, and expect people to watch it on youtube and laugh at them and think that they're oh-so-talented and wicked awesome. They make piece of shit 'poetry' and think they're original. Oh look, you used the word "nihilism", used no rhythm, and didn't rhyme! How avant-garde! How brilliant! Please, bitches. Once again, full of ego and ambition, but zero talent. And they won't bother to better themselves. No, because they have everything inside of them! They have all the tools they need already, because they are very special people.

    Give me a fucking break. Sorry kidz, but you are mediocre at best and have no futures. Sullen and depressed? More like spoiled and stupid. Is this a new phenomenon? Hell no! Look at the stupid goths of the 80's and 90's. The moron hippies. The beatniks. Swing kids. This is definately not new. What is new is that they have unlimited access to the public- they can broadcast their devoidness to millions. They can collect thousands of friends on myspace. ATTENTION! Myspace is just a tool for these kids to prove to themselves that they are cool and not worthless. ATTENTION! You are worthless. You provide nothing for this world. You are just another mouth to feed. You will grow up and work a meaningless job, have meaningless relationships, fuck, and make more useless children. The cycle continues. And you will pray to your God and will feel uber-special, and think that God loves you, and God will forgive you for your sinful teenage years, and that you will go to heaven. Guess what? You won't. You will die and rot in the ground. GAME OVER.

    We have artificially increased the carrying capacity of this planet. By all means, most of us shouldn't be alive. Humanity has just somehow found a way to create technology and support bigger populations. For what? I don't see any reason for us to have done that. Sure, we can develop this technology faster and faster as the years progress thanks to our ever growing workforce, but are we any happier? Statistics show that NO, we are not. So we can take over this planet and become the dominant species? For what? So we can destroy everything in our path, ruin everything that is pretty, and pollute? Wow, that seems like a good plan to me!

    My friends, we are fucked. I see no evidence that we are bettering ourselves. I see no reason to believe that things will get better. I see no evidence of a God, of an afterlife, of any meaning to this life that we live now. Do I want to die? Absolutely not. I may as well enjoy myself while I can, get some pleasure out of this twisted world before we blow ourselves up. FUCK MY WALL. I want to LIVE before I die. I want to experience everything I can, I want to see the world before it is destroyed, I want to love someone before we're all dead. I want to make art, I want to taste new things, I want to feel cool water on my hands from a natural spring. I want to experience all the things that our senses can offer... If I'm a biological mistake, I may as well enjoy what is right with me. I just want to do everything I've always wanted to... to see Paris, swim in a lagoon, scream into a microphone, eat authentic Thai food, run in a Swiss meadow, make echoes in the mountains, roll in gypsum sand, breathe in the tropical air, make movies, win an Oscar, spit white paint onto a canvas, sing and laugh and cry. Is that too fucking much to ask for?

    If I live only once, it isn't.
    Monday, September 11th, 2006
    11:26 pm
    I want to live before I die
    12:00 am
    See the army marching past?
    Off they go towards destiny
    Crowding into the square
    To be assigned to their post
    Take a simple test
    To find out what you'll be
    This is the day
    They took my dreams from me

    Current Music: untitled
    Sunday, September 10th, 2006
    11:02 pm
    be close to me now
    i'll be your guide
    once we have black hearts
    then love dies

    look at us
    through the lens of a camera
    does it remove
    all of our pain
    if we run
    they'll look in the back room
    where we hide
    all of our feelings

    i just close my eyes as you walk out

    i'll keep your eyes wide open tonight
    keep the car on the road now
    feel the fight

    look at us
    through the lens of a camera
    does it remove
    all of our pain
    if we run
    they'll look in the back room
    where we hide all of our feelings

    i just close my eyes as you walk out

    you fall from grace
    the fall with such grace

    look at us through the lens of a camera
    doesn't remove all of our pain
    if we run they'll look in the back room
    where we hide all of our secrets

    Monday, May 15th, 2006
    3:54 pm
    SO YA
    might like to...
    Go to the Show!

    To feel the warm thrill of confusion
    that Space-Cadet glow.

    (tell me is something eluding you sunshine? is this not what you expected to see?)
    If ya wanted to find out what was behind those cold eyes
    you just had to blow your way through that disguise!

    LIGHTS!!!! CAMERA!!!! ACTION!!!!!

    So many stories to tell! I had the time of my life, and I want to return. I have definately found a career, and it is the Oil Industry. So I've sold my soul, eh? I hear you, silly naive people! Trust me, the Canadian oil industry is nowhere near as evil as our American cousins. Thank god for the EPA. I could work for the environmental sector within the industry, as every single sector is begging for people. In five years, nearly 80% of all geologists are retiring. Oil is running out, prices are high, they need geologists to locate the oil. That's where I come in. Starting salary for an amateur geologist who just got their BSc.? Conservatively, $70 000. Oh ya. Ah, the sweet smell of money and wealth.
    Andy = SELL OUT
    I love flying, it's really really fun. Mapping is boring. Field work is not for me. Geologists are awesome people. Geophysicists are cute. We drink alot. I won the "City Boy" award. Mountains are soooo cooooooool. Wild goats are not like the petting zoo ones. Lake Louise is expensive (one film? 12 bucks.). Lack of internet refreshing. TV? What's that? Calgary has a lack of cowboys. Wind farms are neat. Windy cliffs are not. Radium Hot Springs really is hot. Lectures are informative. Lack of sleep and lectures equals nap time. Dinosaur Provincial Park is heaven on Earth. Oil Rigs are noisy. Hard hats don't fit me. Oil Well Logs are neat.

    Give me a call, all of you!
    Friday, April 21st, 2006
    7:44 pm
    It is Friday April 21, 2006. Hello! I should be working on a supplementary assignment. I have lots to do. Fitting tonnes and tonnes of information (approximately 60 pages) into a short 1500 word summary is quite difficult, especially when it's mostly types of facies, geologic dates and names of cratons and suites. I kinda like this; geologic history is rather interesting, if daunting. Would you like to know about the tectano-metamorphic history of the Grenville Province? Because that's what I'm working on.

    Anyways, this is the last journal entry in quite a while unless I somehow can update while in Alberta. I shall be gone until May 13th, maybe a bit later. All of you plan something for me when I return. I demand a picnic. And not just some crappy little picnic in a small city park. Oh no. I want an all-day extravaganza of fun, food and drink. I'm serious. Start planning now. I'm serious! Go! Now! Pow! Wow! Cow! Sow! Laos! Thailand! Elephant! Trunk! Tunk! Lisa Simpson! Spelling bee! Bee! Wasp! Warp! Warp Records! Aphex Twin!
    And observe how I logically went from a command to the name of a prolific electronic musician.

    Saturday April 22nd is when I leave. I go to Waterloo to stay overnight. Meet up with people for some good-bye festivities.
    Sunday April 23rd. I wake up at 6:00 a.m. to go get ready and have a shower. Meet up at the CEIT at 8:00 a.m. to leave for Whitefish Falls.
    Spend the next week mapping, drinking, getting no sleep.
    Saturday April 29th. Map in the morning. Have TA drive me to the Sudbury Airport in the afternoon. Catch 8:00 p.m. flight to Toronto, where I will be picked up by parents. Drive home. Gather together SIFT things, do laundry, go to bed late.
    Sunday April 30th. Wake up at 7:00, get ready within an hour. Leave at 8:00 to go to Pearson Airport in Toronto to catch 10:15 flight to Calgary. Sleep on flight, throw up twice. Land in Calgary (finally!) and get drive to U of C residence. Icebreaker at 7:00. Go to sleep, still recovering from flight of Relentless Nausea.
    Monday May 1st. Wake up at 7:00. Seminars all day, introduction to the Exploration Game.
    Tuesday May 2nd. Same as yesterday, just different seminars. Siliciclastic Core Seminar, anyone?
    Wednesday May 3rd. Bus leaves at 7:15, I barely make it. Spend all day in Dinosaur Provincial Park... use up one of my films in two hours.
    Thursday May 4th. Lectures and seminars. Very cool one about carbonates, my favourite type of sedimentary rock.
    Friday May 5th-Monday May 8th. Hiking in the Rocky Mountains. Picnic lunches, Lake Louise, Radium Hot Springs (which I actually swim in after plenty of hesitation and Dr. Frape's voice reminding me of the incredible amounts of radiation I'm about to expose myself to), walking in mountains. Use up 3 films. Collapse back in Calgary.
    Tuesday May 9th. Up at 7:45, a bit of a sleep in. Seminars and Exploration Game.
    Wednesday May 10th. Up at 7:30. Seminars and Exploration Game. Learning about stratigraphy (my mistress) and geophysics (my enemy).
    Thursday May 11th. Up at 5:00. Seriously. Bus loads at 6:00 sharp. Rocky Mountain flyover... use up a film, and amazingly enough, don't throw up. Final Exploration Game session, presentation, and judging. We win.
    Friday May 12th. Up at 7:00, bus loads at 8:00. Visit an oil rig, where I unleash my Socialist propaganda and ask very tough questions. Awkward silence until I break it with a warm laugh and "Just kidding you guys! I like you." Wine and cheese party at 3:00. Good byes with everyone. We all get wasted as all good geologists do when together.
    Saturday May 13th. Leave Calgary behind, fly to Toronto. Use up last of film on self-photos. Meet up with parents with too many stories to tell, a bag of film to develop and the trip of a lifetime behind me.

    Train whistles, sweet clementine. Blueberries, dancer in line. Cobwebs, bakery sign. If living is loving I'm holding my breath. In wonder I wonder what happens next. A new world, a new day to see? I'm softly walking on air, halfway to heaven frontier. Sunlight unfolds in my hair. If living is seeing I'm holding my breath. In wonder I wonder what happens next. A new world, a new day to see.
    Saturday, April 15th, 2006
    10:31 pm
    Game for you!

    Go here!

    Pick a random genre of electronic music!

    I'll make a quick track for you!

    Now... go comment! Off with you!
    Wednesday, April 12th, 2006
    10:05 pm
    Ok. Here's ANDY'S CRAZY-ASS SCHEDULE that you all have to work by if you want a taste of Andy fine-ness.

    I come home tomorrow (13th) evening for Good Friday! I'm busy Friday during the day, but am free for the night! Saturday day I am also free, and am probably returning to the 'loo that evening. Unless you all have something planned for that night to make me stay.

    I finish exams on the 18th and return to Hamilton on the 19th. Grab me here if you can, because I then leave for a Field Course in Whitefish Falls/Sudbury on the 23rd, and I will be sleeping early on the 22nd, considering I have to meet in Waterloo at 8 am. I actually leave my Field Course early to go to Calgary, so you all won't see me until I return home on the 13th of May!

    And there we have the story of Andrew's schedule.

    This will also be posted on my myspace page.

    Lots of LOFF
    9:55 am
    Wasted! Youth! Wasted! Youth!
    I know that I will never be politically correct
    And I don't give a damn about my lack of etiquette
    If the feeling is gone then it's time to take it back
    If the feeling is gone then it's time to take it back

    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else

    They got a file on me that’s a mile long
    And they say that they’ve got all of the proof
    That I’m just another case of arrested development
    I’m just another wasted youth
    They say that I’m in need of some radical discipline
    They say I gotta face the truth
    That I’m just another case of arrested development
    I’m just another wasted youth

    They say I’m wild and I’m recklous
    I should be acting my age
    I’m an impressionable child
    In a tulmoultous world
    And they say I’m at a difficult stage

    But it seems to me to the contrary
    Of all the crap they’re gonna put on the page
    That a wasted youth is better by far
    Then a wise and productive old age
    A wasted youth is better by far
    Then a wise and productive old age
    A wasted youth is better by far
    Then a wise and productive old age
    A wasted youth is better by far
    Then a wise and productive old age
    A wasted youth is better by far
    Then a wise and productive old age
    A wasted youth is better by far
    Then a wise and productive old age

    Don’t worry about the future
    Sooner or later it’s the past if they say the thrill is gone then it’s time to take it back
    If the thrill is gone then it’s time to take it back

    But I’m in it til’ it’s over
    And I just can’t stop
    If you want to get it done, you got to fight for yourself
    And I like my music like I like my life
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything louder than everything else
    Everything in its right place
    Everything in its right place
    Everything in its right place
    Everything in its right place
    Kid A, Kid A...
    Kid A, Kid A...
    Everything, everything, everything, everything..
    In its right place
    In its right place
    In its right place
    Right place

    Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
    Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
    Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon
    Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon

    Everything, everything, everything..
    In its right place
    In its right place
    In its right place
    Right place

    There are two colours in my head
    There are two colours in my head
    What is that you try to say?
    What was that you tried to say?
    Tried to say.. tried to say..
    To say.. to say.. to say...

    Everything, everything, everything..
    Everything in its right place

    All alone, or in two's,
    The ones who really love you
    Walk up and down outside the wall.
    Some hand in hand
    And some gathered together in bands.
    The bleeding hearts and artists
    Make their stand.

    And when they've given you their all
    Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
    Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall.

    Goodbye, cruel Wall.
    It's over.
    Come on by.

    the final scene .

    Shall we have some tea now?
    "Yes, I think it is time for some tea."
    How are you feeling today?
    "Like the world has fallen off my shoulders. Like a weight has been lifted."
    So you know who you are now?
    "Hell no. Does anybody really know?"
    That's not good!
    "I have a pretty good idea, though. And that's better than most people."
    Andy, you really are a star.
    "In nobody's eyes but mine?"
    In everybody's eyes but yours.
    "I said what I always wanted to say and it felt so good to finally say it."
    I'm glad you finally said it. I was waiting for you.
    "It's not something for everyone to hear quite yet- but as long as a few people have heard it. The ones that really matter, like you. The ones that I feel should know, or have the ability to really understand."
    Mm. (smiling)
    So you have any personas remaining?
    "Most of them are sleeping now. Some of them died along with the production."
    Any ones still alive?
    "The one that really matters."
    Which one is that?
    "Kid A."
    But maybe you should not live behind a persona or another mask, but really be yourself.
    "What do you think Kid A is, then?"
    Pardon? I don't understand.
    "Kid A is the Post-Apocalyptic Child, correct? What was Confessions of a Madman other than a personal Apocalypse? What have I often described myself as?"
    A child...
    "And what does my name begin with?"
    An "A"...
    "So what does that mean?"
    Kid A is you. Kid A is the 'persona' that best represents the real Andy, what is really going on in there and what is deciphering and arguing with the other personas.
    "Very good!"
    Is there anything else to say?
    "The anthem of Kid A I have mentioned many times. It is Radiohead's Idioteque."
    Laughing until your head comes off?
    "Here I'm allowed everything all of the time."
    (they pause for a second.)
    I love you.
    "I love you, too."

    The two figures smile at each other. The slightly scruffier one pours two cups of tea.

    Lights dim on the stage.
    Soft cries are heard from some members of the Audience.
    The red velvet curtains slowly descends onto the stage.
    The orchestra plays softly as the theatre lights are illuminated.

    And I bid you all,
    a good evening.
    Tuesday, April 11th, 2006
    10:33 pm
    I feel like dancing to CLOSER in my black-brown button-up short-sleeved shirt... but not buttoned up.
    In a sweaty dancefloor.
    It's HAWT.

    I know because I've done it before! It's fun to have everyone hit on you. And I mean everyone...

    2:47 am

    is unleashed upon thee. Biographically the most ambiguous work, but also the most scathing in terms of sociopolitical commentary. It is also chock-full of symbolism and word play, and every song, every poem has significant meaning.

    I bid thee a good evening, and enjoy the show.

    CTRL + ALT + DEL

    "You have no idea how hard it gets..."
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