Dream

It is almost 2008 here, but do you really believe I will spend several paragraphs telling you (again) how bad 2007 was? No way! I just took part in a very pleasant activity (most people call it “sex”), and am therefore in the mood to write an article (sort of) that I’ve delayed for a long time. If you are studying sociology, you can even use it as a subject for an essay. Enjoy.

If you’ve been stalking me over the past few years, you surely have realized that I don’t take a very active part in e-drama. I watch a lot, read many funny entries and stupid comments, but I’ve never been implicated in an actual story. Even Krystole never bothered with me.

As I said, however, I’ve seen a lot of e-drama, some lamer than others. Some of the sentences you hear the most (from the person being pwnd) are along the lines of “You have no life” and “You really spent time looking up that info?” This makes me wonder: what is the problem here? Do pwn-kings and pwn-queens really have no life? Are they spending so much time digging up information on the pwnee? In my absolutely not humble opinion, no.

Let us look at a few of those people. Let’s take Jem (she’ll love being mentioned and linked to :P). She often mentions having a job, she lives with a man named Karl who is obviously her boyfriend (or whatever term she uses), she has a family, she’s studying, etc. She made two rather long entries in the past two days, both pertaining to the same topic (oh, look! drama!), but else the month of December mostly contains entries separated by three or four days. I don’t see how that is excessive.

She does post relatively often, but she quite obviously has other things on her hands. Then, the information she provides on BarbiLee in her two latest entries is not something she spent weeks gathering, doing nothing else. They are things that were posted on forums, emailed to her, posted on blogs, etc., over the course of several weeks.

Similar in the case of Vera. She never spent hours a day looking up “BarbiLee” wherever she could.

And I could continue on and on, but I prefer to go straight to the second part of the message, addressed to all those who feel they are the victims of naughty girls like the two mentioned above, and also to the rest of society.

Why is it bad to have some free time to devote to that sort of thing? Is it necessary to be busy all the time? You’ll tell me that people who are not busy all the time are lazy asses who need to get a job, go to school, make lots of kids and attend church every Sunday. For a historian, discovering ruins of a sports area means discovering the ruins of an advanced civilization. Why? Because only people with advanced means of seeing to their needs can have time to play sports. When did we return to this need for being always “busy”? Why has leisure become a bad thing? Who corrupted my free time and turned it into a lost resource?

Besides, drama doesn’t take that much time. You can write a rant in fifteen minutes or less, you can post a comment or a thread on a message board in even less time. If you reply, it doesn’t mean that you’re refreshing the page every ten seconds in the hope of seeing a new reply. You can be doing something else, like a school assignment, and sometimes interrupt your work to check out if there’s anything new.

Finally, it’s just fun. Can’t we enjoy ourselves? If you’re making a fool of yourself, harassing someone or stealing, you can’t expect to earn respect in return. You might indeed get attention and lots of hits, but in the end, it’s your loss. You’re getting your place in the Hall of Fame of Idiots, Fucktards and Other People We Laugh At. That’s not a good thing for you, plz to be leaving the web nao.

I was supposed to leave for about two weeks to see my parents. I only spent one week there. It didn’t go pretty well for my confused brain. I enjoyed good meals, got the gift I had asked for (The Legend of Zelda: Phantom Hourglass) and saw a few people I wished to see, but I didn’t feel good at all most of the time.

I returned the day before yesterday. Now let’s hope the last two days of the year will be more pleasant than the rest, which sucked a lot, and let’s hope next year will be much, much better.

That said, I hope you had a Merry Christmas and I wish you a Happy New Year.

The two posts preceeding this one weren’t actually posted today. It’s not spring at all. They probably had no date because they were drafts, I’ll fix that later. Gonna have to wait for January. As you can see if you have an eye to notice that sort of things, I have done some cleaning of the posts. There are now fewer categories on the right, but I aim to get even fewer than there are now.

Humidity
I absolutely hate humidity. When it’s cold, humidity makes you feel even colder. When it’s hot, humidity worsens it. It sticks to your skin, everything becomes humid. Glass and metal are slippery and wet. You can’t get dry after getting a shower.

Strong Heat
You sweat like a pig, even just after taking a shower. You burn if you got outside in the sun. You have enorm

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I just took a long walk in the Old Montreal, for about two hours. The weather was just perfect. It was neither too fresh nor too warm, not too windy, not rainy, sunny but not overly so…I went to the old harbor, I love this place. There are a couple of ponds, one of which has some kind of “island” with a few trees and benches. I sat on the grass, leaning against one of the trees. This is such a comfortable position, your butt and legs freshened by the grass and your back comfortably installed.

I came back to delight in a capiccolo (spelling?) and tomato sandwich (with mayonnaise, of course). I just finished eating and am now sitting at the computer (duh!), listening to good music and drinking a huge glass of water. The one thing I longed for during my walk was something to drink, but I didn’t want to buy anything there because I knew it would be far too expensive. I was going to buy a popsicle in some shop on the way back, but then I remembered I have some delicious ones in the freezer. This means that I will have taken a lengthy walk, which is good for one’s legs, digestion, sleep and mind, at no cost at all. Isn’t it wonderful?

I’m still working on my novel. I haven’t written much since yesterday, but it is forming in my head progressively and I’m satisfied with the result up to now.

My sister and her boyfriend are going to the United States next Monday “to climb up a mountain”. This means that I will be alone all day long, unless Eric comes here. I’m trying to see one of our common friends (his best friend and a not-so-well-known friend of mine), but he’s pretty much always busy…

I know I have posted it several times, but, god, Green Day’s old music rocks.

I have finally made my first entry on As A Dream and already have an idea for the next one. I only need to gather a few websites and think of a longer entry to write along with it.

I still don’t know what I’m going to do next semester. I’m still in cinema for the university, but, for me, I’m not sure it’s a good idea anymore. My “deepest” vocation is writing and I know it’s