Monday, October 31, 2005

Tim says...

It's funny. When I was younger, I always thought I was closer to my mom than my dad. However, although I'm still not particularly close to my dad....I feel I have a lot more respect and admiration for him. Maybe it's because I respect his quietness or the work he does to support our family without actually doing much WITH THE FAMILY in general.

vivienne says...

First of all....

Chinese medicines work! :p And I've used it and I can testify to it! Even though it tastes like crap and takes hours to boil, it still works!

Second of all, I'd like to see if fathers can make the same parental bond as mothers do when they breastfeed. I know you're gonna say something along the lines of bottle feeding, but still. I'm saying that mothers obviously have an advantage over fathers in this. It's a natural thing.

And if you're basing the education thing on your mom...well, let's just say that it's only your experience and I don't think that can be used a generalization.

Joanne says...

ALTHOUGH, think about it, there has be a reason why Chinese people are so proliferative. And strangely enough, if you're willing to probe into it, some of the voodoo-like remedies are not complete bull crap. Take for example the benefits of bitter melon that my mom has been going on and on about for years. She claims it takes away the "yeet hay," a vague condition that Chinese people often associate with eating deep fried stuff. And lo and behold, it does do something to your lipid metabolism:
Click Here to View the Article

//link edited by JK for blog appearance purpose//

Haha, actually, that was just a sneaky way to advertise the research done in my lab 8P.

*rubs hands together* TIME FOR FASHION

So don't worry - just because I'm halfway across the country does not mean I have given up my love for fashion. I actually have a bunch of fashion magazines lying around my apartment that my new male friends, who are strangely comfortable with their sexuality, find utterly fascinating. Let's break it down:

1) Sportswear
I've been getting a lot of flack for wearing my 39 Cloutier Tshirt, but it's ok because it regards Vancouver and frankly, people in Toronto don't care about Vancouver. They just think it's that obscure city at the end of the country with nice mountains and the ocean. And a place to retire. Yes, Vancouver THIS close to being the Bermuda. Now, if you were to wear an Ottawa jersey though, expect rotten eggs thrown at you. Which is why Chris and I will be keeping our respect for the Senators to ourselves...even though I think I can take them on....

2) Skirt Length
Actually, there isn't one. Women in Toronto don't seem to be very fond of wearing skirts. I think it's because it gets really cold every winter and investing in something you can effectively only wear 2 months a year isn't worth it. Which is a shame because I see these hot young things walking around in their skinny jeans and I think, "DAMN that girl's legs would look great in a skirt." So yes, I get a lot of raised eyebrows when I wear a skirt. And a lot of raised eyebrows when I make comments like that about girls. And with skirts of course comes the question of...

3) Heels
Another one of my habits that raises a lot of eyebrows. Especially in downtown Toronto, walking is a must - these people think nothing of a 20-minute walk, so it all boils down to practicality. And when I go clubbing and strap on my sexy BCBG heels, I swear my shoes garner more attention, no matter how much my boobs are hanging out of my shirt. Speaking of...

4) Clubbing Wear
Even in the clubs the skirts are notably absent. Girls really really like their jeans here. I need to invest in a pair of 7s or Habituals soon, I swear. But they're also really skanky! Practically every other girl's bra is showing, be it through a see-through shirt or a very very skimpy midriff, nd 7 times out of 10, the bra is hot pink. HOT PINK. And satin. I found myself starting to wonder if I was lacking a wardrobe essential. Especially after something I'm not used to in Vancouver - I went through an entire night without being hit on...in a straight club...the gay club is [sadly] an entirely different story...

5) Winter Wear
I can't say much about this topic yet because 0 degrees does not warrant a coat here. And I don't blame them - it's a more tolerable type of cold here. Even I haven't pulled out my winter coats yet. The puffy down vest is big but fleece isn't! I've seen very little fleece here, unlike Vancouver where it has been adopted as a uniform. But the leather jacket seems to be a very popular item around here. We'll see when the temperature drops another 10 degrees...

6) Colours
Are definitely more muted and dark here. Blacks, browns, dark blues, forest greens...even white is rare. Yes, I'm usually the brightest person sitting in the room. If only it pertained to my intelligence...

7) Accessories
A cute scarf and gloves negates the need for a substantial jacket for the chilly mornings, and provides the perfect accent for what seems to be the favourite ensemble around here: a thick (ie. tweed, wool, velvet, corduroy) blazer with jeans.

So all in all, people in Toronto, despite the closer vicinity to New York or Europe, are not more fashion forward. The same abhorable trends that were ubiquitous in Vancouver are also present in irritating proportions here. But it's definitely less laid back here - the college frat boy/sorority girl style popularized by the likes of American Eagle are not as evident here. And everything is certainly more homogenized. There are far fewer yogo freaks/people who wear Lululemon and TNA to look like yoga freaks, hongers, fashionistas, hardcore outdoor men/women, prepsters... They may have those tendencies, but it's less pronounced. I certainly haven't found myself tempted to ask a girl on the bus where she got her cute so-and-so (yes, I used to do that in Vancouver). Which is truly a shame, because there are some AMAZING finds on Queen St (Dan was right - I did end up liking Queen better. There are some truly unique pieces here if you're willing to hunt for it) and the creativity expressed in these stores surely do not manifest themselves in the general population....even among the people who shop on that street.

And I have trouble finding Sunkist oranges, bulk food and Triple A beef around here - WHAT'S UP WITH THAT???

Christopher says...

"All that is needed for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing."

We are making a big fuss of this because yes, this has happened in the past and will happen again in the future, however, its not something that should happen. Change has to start somewhere.

As for why education matters when treating a sick kid? Its because in my experience, my mother tends to shove chinese herbal medicines down my throat and use inefficient and often disproven home remedies.

It's just time, attention, and love. It's not rocket science.

As for raising kids in general, if fathers didn't have to work (forced by cultural norms), they would have the same ability in all three of those categories as the mother. I'd be interested to see in relationships where there is a working mother and a house husband who would be the more caring parental unit. I doubt it would be the mother.

vivienne says...

Steve's right. Why are we even making such a big fuss over some guy who lost his job because he made a comment that feminists interpreted to be sexist? Lots of people lose their jobs over sexist/racist/insert other inappropriate comments. He's not the first one and he's not gonna be the last.

And personally I'd prefer that my MOTHER take care of me rather than my dad. Mothers aren't "magically endowed" with healing powers, but since females are the ones who are giving birth to the next generation, I'm sure nature has supplied them with a superior ability to take care of their young as well. Notice I'm not dissing fathers, they're just not as adequate. And I don't really agree with Chris' comment about "educated father figures" being able to take care of kids better. I don't see how education has anything to do with the ability to take care of your kids. It's just time, attention, and love. It's not rocket science.

Anyhow, you know the topic has become less than intriguing when you start longing to read SOMETHING about the current fashions trends. Joanne, what IS the fashionable norm over in Toronto, pray tell? (and I'm not kidding...I actually do miss Joanne's fashion posts ;D)

Christopher says...

Comments on Stephens Post:

1) Holy shit! All of you chill out. So an adman lost his job over a comment. Big deal. If anything, I'm glad to have one less person trying to cram useless shit into my house in exchange for my hard-earned money.

First of all, this was a serious issue because this was someone who was at the the top of the industry, who had worked hard all his life to acheive his position. Which makes this a big deal.

Secondly, what does his job have anything to do with it? Is it ok to run down lawyers walking on the street? Was the holocaust justified because Jews were taking away jobs from others?

2) Besides, he's in advertising. If anybody should know about the dangers of making female-male comparisons, it would be him. He's a moron if he thought nothing would come of it in the first place.

Thats the bloody point. There are consequences for making statements about differences between groups. What he stated was a fact, and yet we are punishing someone for doing so. The president of Harvard simply stated that there was a discrepancy between Male test scores and Female test scores, and yet he was forced to make many apologies and contractions and left his self respect and credibility in taters. The point is we shouldn't have a society where we are punished for making truthful statements. Thats why this sort of feminism is considered militant where it is blindly attacking everything even remotely related to its cause.

3) Do you think most women WANT to stay home to raise children? Do you think they want to have completely wasted their education and careers up to the point where they gave birth? Not a chance.

Absolutely not, but that hardly matters. Fact remains, due to social pressures, genetic/evolutionary pressures, they do. And thus, it remains a fact they tend to work less than males.

4) Just because we let in males in the first place, doesn't mean we're getting the best people either. I'd rather take my chances on women who, on the whole, may have slightly shorter careers, than with men who can't figure out that Cheez Whiz is not something for human consumption

Um. I beg to differ. There is absolutely no evidence of affirmative action supporting males in society. In fact the shrinking number of males in med school emphasize this point. If the males are getting in, its because in general they are as qualified as the other female matriculants.

I don't know about you, but I feel that I am as qualified as every single one of my classmates, male and female. I'm sure Gordon is proud of what he has accomplished as well. I don't particularly think there is any difference in quality of care between male and female doctors. (Actually, quality of care favors the males right now due to the greater experience of the male dominated older generations)

5) Besides, who do you want taking care of you when you're sick? Mom or Dad?

Lol, I would have prefered my Dad by a long shot. Just being a mother does not infer any magical caring abilities upon you. Considering that a few of us have more educated father figures, I wouldn't be surprised if others shared this view.

6) Also, how many women have you ever heard of that take "liberties" with their patients?

Hrm, in fact I hear more about professional women taking advantage of their charges. Think of the last few Vancouver School Board discipline cases. Often we hear about female teachers seducing their children. I think alot of men are scared to death about law suits and do their best to avoid any situation in which they are at risk. I begrudge the fact I'm going to have to pay for a female nurse to simply stand by and watch me while I treat more than half of my patients.


In general, it scares me that you can be so happy ignoring this huge discrepancy in abilities of males and females. I'm actually not a large believer in there being inherent intellectual differences by males and females. There probably are, but social and environmental factors trump those with ease. Over the last few decades we have observed a switch from standardized focused learning (favoring males) to more team based learning techniques (favoring females). In turn, we have seen increasing scores in our female populations. Med school interviews, which are often the main acceptance criterium, favor the more socially adept females. I believe females are superior in the current academic environment, but I don't think this can be extrapolated to become a hard and fast rule.

NeverGonnaGrowUp says...

okay so i refuse to read all these long posts even tho i am guilty of typing long ones myself. just that 5 days of catching up is too much for my poor eyes.

update from costa rica:
a friend of mine just got robbed on the street, on a Monday at 8:30am local time. her purse, which she wore across her chest, was ripped off from her body (she has burn marks on her neck and shoulder to prove it). the guy ran away and NO BYSTANDERS stopped to help the poor woman. i mean, what the hell? don´t tell me the whole town is in on this robbery. And according to my fellow friends who were there with her (i wasn´t), the police here was very useless, and unfortunately so was the staff working for our organization (until their boss showed up, for obvious reasons). apparently at the police station, all 8 of the policemen were there, 2 of whom on their cell phone chatting. it beats me to guess who is patrolling the streets.

I have heard that the police here is so corrupted that you should never give a copy of your passport to the police if you were stopped on the road, because if they have their hands on ur passport they will ask for ransom money. also, if someone is trying to break into ur house and u call the police, they will tell u, well, wait until they break in THEN call us. sigh. we came here to do good deeds and we are just getting picked on!

anyhow. unrelated news -

count down to home continues. ETA: sometime midnight on Saturday Nov 5. Which means I have only 5 days left here and I have done more than my share of crying. I finished my UC app just now, thankfully, with several hours to spare (24, to be exact). i don´t want to go home and I have so much left to do here...

by the end of today, the number of digital camera casualty is 4.
1 - water logged by the waves on the beach
3 - stolen. 1 was mentioned above, the other was lost on the public transit (presumably stolen, too), and the third was taken from her on the beach (along with her expensive victoria´s secret bra).
yay for being foreigners.

and the number of sunburnt casualty is 5.
me - tummy, feet, and back. minor burns, tolerable but again i had 3 layers of sunscreen.
everybody else - shoulder
yay for the vicious sun. i know, some of you are freezing right now, but thought I´d just rub it in.

Stephen says...

OK, it's been a while, so here goes:

Fruits Basket - I have nothing against this anime, I was merely asking people not to take my umeboshi bashing (namely ruining a perfecly good onigiri by putting the two together) the wrong way because Tooru is the onigiri. Never mind, I see other things have come up.

Equity - Holy shit! All of you chill out. So an adman lost his job over a comment. Big deal. If anything, I'm glad to have one less person trying to cram useless shit into my house in exchange for my hard-earned money. Besides, he's in advertising. If anybody should know about the dangers of making female-male comparisons, it would be him. He's a moron if he thought nothing would come of it in the first place.

Saying that investing in female professionals (doctors, because that's all people seem to care about here) is less efficient than investing in males is ludicrous. MEN ARE FUCKING IDIOTS! They are every bit as irrational, insensitive, and idealistic as women. Do you think most women WANT to stay home to raise children? Do you think they want to have completely wasted their education and careers up to the point where they gave birth? Not a chance. They do it because they have to, because we all know that if we left the kids at home with Dad, they would eat a jar of Cheez Whiz for lunch, build lawnmower-engine-powered skateboards, and spraypaint the dog purple. Why? Because dad doesn't know what the fuck to do with children since his Dad wasn't around.

Take a look at Star and myself. She's about a million times smarter and more competent than I am. Yet, of the two of us, I'm the one going into med. Just because we let in males in the first place, doesn't mean we're getting the best people either. I'd rather take my chances on women who, on the whole, may have slightly shorter careers, than with men who can't figure out that Cheez Whiz is not something for human consumption. Besides, who do you want taking care of you when you're sick? Mom or Dad?

Also, how many women have you ever heard of that take "liberties" with their patients? Have women ever carved their initials into a patients stomach or, worse, molested them? Not that I've heard of.

Happy Hallowe'en all!

Sunday, October 30, 2005

vivienne says...

Good luck guys for 402! Hope you're feeling better, Karen!

Pat: You're entirely too right about this blog.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Pat says...

Heh.. the truth that karen's post carries is just too funny. FUNNIER still however, are the number of posts we have that critique the post prior to it. So, as habitual as it is for us to make inappropriate topics, its just as common we'll find inappropriate comments towards the pointless conversation pieces... so one should ask.. is there a point in posting? or is this the point of the blog?.. to create a perpetual cycle of nonsensical dialogue aimed at perversion, critique and the oh so rare intellectual stimulus that usually less than 3 posts long.

1:37.. rounding up

Karen says...

- typical -

actually, i think tim's post was timed perfectly. the post PERFECTLY exemplifies the level of maturity, the level of frustration/obsession that this group (in general) has with topics like such so elaborately detailed below and the attention span this group (in general) has with pseudo-intelligent 'sociopolitical' discussion. hhahaha. and the way it so randomly abbreviated this feminism bit was just typical of the way this group (as a group) functions!! i think it's so beautifully typical! no?? =P

(brackets are put there cuz my lawyers say i should.)

i really should go study...

have an awesome weekend, guys.

Friday, October 28, 2005

Joanne says...

You can always leave it to Tim to talk about jacking off while the rest of us are having a sociopolitical discussion 8P.

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Tim says...

Just thought I'd share my instructor's 'teachings' in Anatomy and Physiology:

(Talking about the tendon sheath that surrounds tendons)
"It's a membrane with a little bit of synovial fluid surrounded by another membrane. So if you can imagine, it's like a tube sock...and if you stick your hand in, it's like your hand is the tendon. Now the synovial fluid is very slippery...kinda like KY jelly. For the uninformed, it's a personal lubricant *wink*. So you fill the tube sock with KY jelly and then you stick your hand in there and it's really slippery. Now, the tendon slides back in forth within the tendon sheath so if you stick your arm in there and start sliding it back and forth *demonstrating it with his own hand*....oh god...I should've quit while I was ahead"

vivienne says...

It's obvious that females and males are built differently and work differently. Feminists can turn ANY statement into some soft of attack on females LOL, so it's kinda scary, actually.
I don't see why it's even offensive because it's true that females do drop out from the work force, but it's to raise their kids--why is this always portrayed or hinted at as negative? If we judge success as "how much money we make" or "how many degrees/doctorates we have", then it's a sad world.

Personally, I'd think I would be really happy working for a while until I get married and have kids. Geez, I would LOVE to be at home raising my kids. Mind you, I'm probably one of the few girls who would do this in our group, LOL...but on a serious note, I don't see how one can be a good mother/father if they're always out working and the only time their kids see them is on weekends when they're burned out or too busy sucking up to their bosses by golfing with them or something. No relationships are built between the parents and their kids...and then later on in life the parents are complaining that there's no bond. Well, no surprise here...you weren't even there for them. :p

This is what I hear from my mom's friends anyway....

Karen says...

- to keep it (relatively) short -

1) i disagree chris, females are definitely not superior. never mind pregnancy and child-rearing, but just being sub-par 7 days out of 28 (per month!) and, depending on the girl, potentially 2 days of those 7 being on painkillers make us less efficient in any given career. i don't understand why feminists try so hard to fight human biology!

2) still, i'm grateful for what feminism has done the past couple of decades. i mean, at least i'm not sitting at home caring for my 2 children and cooking all day for my husband right now! (god...can you imagine...aiye...) in recent years though... overkill indeed. i'm sure it's just a matter of time that the increasing buildup of backlash (in the media, etc.) will knock the movement off its high horse. i'm not too worried... the momentum of anti-feminism has been building for a while now. in time, boys, in time.

3) on medicine. i always thought that the 65/35 bit was to compensate for the ob/gyn shortages. and also the existing imbalance of female/male ratios left over from the generation before us. and since i am a female applying to medschool this year, more power to me!! muahahhahaha. no, i don't think the 65/35 will be sustained for long either. once they've reached a sufficient 'equalized' ratio for political correctness, i can see it coming back down to 50/50. and as male doctors may be the wiser investment, many females (that's over 50% of the population in canada) still prefer to see female doctors for "female health issues". (i need to book 3 weeks ahead to see my female doctor.) so the demand for female doctors is there!

(gotta love the long-a**ed incubation times in molecular biology experiments.)

Christopher says...

No doubt we can't blame female doctors from taking time off to focus on the family. Heck, I plan on taking time for for my family (go Paternity Leave!). Plus females are better candidates and do better in our current academic sessions. (I'm not against feminism, and in fact im a firm believer in female superiority lol). However, on a more abstract level in terms of addressing Canada's desperate need for more physicians, I think this might be a growing concern. Lets just throw some numbers around. I'm mostly generalizing these up but they sound about right.

Premise 1: Work(female) = 85% of Work(male)
This no doubt will not be true all of the time, but in a 30 year career (Most graduate at 30-35, and retire 60-65), if a mother has a few maternity leaves, this she might take a few years off. Plus women are more likely to take additional time off to care for children. I think 85% is a fair number and only results in a 4.5 year loss total out of a career. Recall taking 1 day a week off would result in the loss of 20% of your operating capacity and most females work an abbreviated work week.

Premise 2: Physician acceptance rates is 65% female and 35% male.
I'm not exactly sure what the number is now, but at many universities it is around or above this level. Plus this number will be increasing due to the simple fact more females are graduating from undergrad anyhow.

Calculations:
Work potential:
All Male Population: 1(1) + 0(0.85) = 1
All Female Population: 0(1) + 1(0.85) = 0.85
Even Populations: 0.5(1) + 0.5(0.85) = 0.925
65% Female 35% Male: 0.35(1) + 0.65(0.85) = .9025

Difference in work potential for even and 65% female populations:
0.925-0.9025 = 0.0225

Number of Graduates yearly: 2000 (2005 Number was 1897 graduates)
Amount of work lost: 2000 x 0.0225 = 45

So as the acceptance rate of females entering Medicine increases from 50% to 65%, we are losing the equivalent work potential of 45 doctors. And this happens EVERY year. 10% of Canadians don't have access to a family physician and we are in a desperate need for more doctors. Canada can't afford to train more doctors (we are already heavily subsidized). The question that must now be asked is whether or not we need affirmative action in our application process?

Here is the full article:
Zero-tolerance political correctness claims another
Barbara Kay
National Post

After certain publicized remarks he made about women colleagues at a Toronto trade event a few weeks ago, legendary adman Neil French was forced to resign as worldwide creative director for WPP Group PLC, in which lofty role he oversaw industry giants such as Young and Rubicam.
What was so offensive that nothing short of resignation could save his company’s face? Did he say women were dumber than men? That they’re less ethical? That they smell bad?
No. The gist of his remarks was that few women reach the summit of the advertising profession because family obligations sap their competitive drive.
Clearly terrified of a feminist backlash, French’s boss explained the man’s instant pariah status as a result of views “not consistent with WPP’s philosophy.” But French remained unapologetic: “You can’t be a great creative director and have a baby and keep spending time off every time your kids are ill . . . . Everyone who doesn't commit themselves fully to the job is crap at it.”
Was French’s tone crude and insensitive? Yes. Were his comments a firing offence on their merits? No — except to feminists. And feminists rule.
French may have lost his job, but his refusal to recant at least salvaged his self-respect in a battle no (white, straight, capitalist) man can win today. His case stands in ironic contrast to similarly beleaguered Harvard president Lawrence Summers, who last January opined that women’s abilities in math and science did not, on average, match men’s.
Summers happened to be correct, but like French’s, his unscripted remarks ignited a firestorm. Unlike French, Summers grovelled and apologized in multiple spasms of emotionally correct contrition, because his professional life promised to be hell if he didn’t.
If French’s opinions were wildly absurd, one could understand women taking offence at them. But anyone in contact with 30-something female lawyers, doctors and, of course, advertising executives knows that he was only stating the obvious.
Mothers are torn between demanding careers and home in a way fathers are not, and that’s a fact. With motherhood, the once-consuming fires of career ambitions are banked, at least during early childhood.
Priorities shift, because making it to the top of one’s profession exacts an emotional toll that militant pioneering feminists may have been willing to pay, but not most of today’s mainstream educated women, confident both of their rights and their maternal instincts.
According to a recent front page story in the New York Times, 60 per cent of 138 Yale University women interviewed planned to cut back or stop work when they had children, and similar soundings at other elite schools confirm the trend. In Sweden, the oftcited Shangri-la of gender egalitarianism, women opt for 81 per cent of the 480 days of parental leave that is made jointly available for every couple to share.
However, the objective truth of French’s remarks is a secondary issue. An Oct. 22 Globe and Mail editorial entitled “Must Work Consume All?” demonstrates the liberal media's tendency to miss the real significance of such incidents, and instead to shovel fresh grist into the pernicious mill of Political Correctness.
Positioning French as a “sexist dinosaur,” the editorial held him up as the poster boy for a culture that rewards “the model of macho competitiveness.” But the work ethic of the advertising industry isn’t the story here. The story is that in a supposed democracy, French was compelled to resign for expressing an opinion in public — as it happens, a defensible and disinterested opinion, however boorishly expressed — to an audience that, thanks partly to misguided editorials like this, feels entitled to shoot messengers rather than debate the message.
Maybe French is a chauvinist and a social dinosaur, but so what? He did not utter hate speech. He voiced a sociological observation gleaned from his own experience — the notion that women are different from men — which unfortunately for him happens also to be a zero-tolerance PC Thought Crime.
Our business elites are fearful of the power feminists wield in society today. French’s superiors apparently believed that unless they sacrificed him, masses of women would suddenly stop buying hair-styling mousse marketed through an ad agency WPP oversees, a patently ridiculous outcome. But irrational scapegoating is always present when ideology runs amok.

Joyce says...

on a lighter note

For those of you hating biochem 410 and sadistic Sadowski,
I had a lecture on DNA transcription in my biochem class just now, and I gasped when seeing the picure with all the TFIIX proteins and transcription factor. Literally gasped. That's how traumatizing the course is. Anyway, and my instructor pointed out all the TF's and said, "you guys don't need to memorize this."
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....

Chirs: haha, i can't wait to see how people respond to your post. personally, sometimes, i find radical feminism very similar to a short person wearing extremely high platform shoes [rather than a classy 3' stiletto]. oh, and the resignation, yes, total overkill. haha.. and now I can't wait to see how people respond to my comment. btw, can you post the link to the article? I want to read into that.

Joanne says...

Yar, even as a woman (er, girl judging by my maturity level), I'm getting tired of these ranting feminists. There are few greater signs of weakness than not accepting yourselves enough to not take offence at every little comment. If these feminists ever want everyone to take them seriously, they have to make some major social adjustments so that everyone doesn't start avoiding them.

First, we're still in the process of shedding the effects of the Baby Boomers. Women stayed at home while men go off to work, and often the big Kahunas in the upper echelons of big corporations and professions are older because they have more experience. Certainly the proportion of women increases as we head down the chronological age spectrum, as the 60s and 70s liberated us (yay for bra-burning!), as families stopped balking at supporting their daughters' educations (really, how are we to go out in the world if our fathers had the idea that we were supposed to stay home and learn to make one hell of a pot roast?) but really...do we expect a 26-year-old female to be a Cheif of Medicine? Hell no. And frankly, I would much rather have a much older, experienced chauvinistic male running something like that than an idealistic bright-eyed young one taking the reins.

Second, there's nothing to be ashamed of eschewing career for family - how many of you can say you're more attached to your mothers than your fathers? He may have been the breadwinner of the family, but it can't be denied that your mothers were absolutely integral to your upbringing. A lot of these successful people were a product of the nurturing that their mothers provided. Devoting your life to taking care of another human being is a very noble act. We don't slander people in the Health Care profession for devoting their lives to better the lives of others - it shouldn't be different for mothers.

Then again, I've always admitted that women are irrational. Perhaps this is why I get along so well with gay guys... But, for the sake of sticking up for women, seeing the senseless, violent wars waged the world over, can you imagine how much worse it would have been if all these political leaders grew up with their fathers always around the house? Ie. Imagine Dubya if George Bush Sr. wasn't always tied up in the Oval office. Exactly.

Christopher says...

Was reading the Vancouver Sun today and I couldn't resist complaining about
something:

After certain publicized remarks he made about women colleagues at a Toronto trade event a few weeks ago, legendary adman Neil French was forced to resign as worldwide creative director for WPP Group PLC, in which lofty role he oversaw industry giants such as Young and Rubicam.
What was so offensive that nothing short of resignation could save his company's face? Did he say women were dumber than men? That they're less ethical? That they smell bad?
No. The gist of his remarks was that few women reach the summit of the advertising profession because family obligations sap their competitive drive.


Holy crap, forced to resign as one of the best players in an industry because of this comment. Its an absolutely true comment, infact the only reason why the Male/Female pay discrepancy still exists is because of the fact many women take time off for their children or family. How can you advance in a company if you are taking a year off from a company during the prime of your career. In fact, when comparing females who dont take time off with other males, they earn 98% of the males income. In certain professional careers, females earn more than males.

I'm sick of the feminists using political correctness to get their way in all things. The facts are facts, we don't deny that African Americans are better at sports. Oh wait, a coach just resigned because he said he wanted more African Americans. Lol, so we can't even say that. For all intents and purposes the male/female earnings gap is non existant. Infact in 1/3rd of couples, married or not, the female earns more. And this is including maternity leave and everything. The fact enrollment in undergraduate schools is 2/3rds females shows that eventually we will see a female dominated economy. Plus, its an undeniable fact that
more female doctors are being produced (Females comprised of 75% of the McMaster class this year) and yes they are less efficient and are a poorer investment by society. But hey, don't let me get caught saying it lol.

Thoughts? Repartees?

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Joanne says...

I LIKE FRUITS BASKET TOO!! My guilty pleasure, hehe. Although I was always hoping Tooru-chan and the rat would just go at it... it's SO obvious that he likes her and well, she's kinda spacey anyway so whatever happens won't matter to her anyway, haha.

I gotta agree with Joyce's comment on the sideboard about the lack of Vancouver party schedule. I'm on MSN like 24/7 and all of your names are always complaining about biochemistry, med apps, biochemistry, biology, biochemistry, essays, biochemistry, a piece of classical literature, or biochemistry. IS THERE NOTHING ELSE GOING ON WITH YOUR LIVES??? Living alone is totally boring me here - I need some sort of entertainment, hehe.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

vivienne says...

*perks up at the sound of "Fruits Basket"

What's wrong with it? How can you resist such a cute face as Tohru-chan? Heheh...not to mention more than enough supply of bishounen in that show....even though that shouldn't appeal to you, Steve. :p

Karen says...

- eastside schools -

...if i don't defend them, nobody will...hahaha. star will be fine, no worries steve. i'd be more worried about some hormone-raging teenage boy hitting on her. =P i have heard many cases of that from other education students. *lol*. plus, that's also where they film smallville regularly...maybe star will get to be an extra! (had to refrain from saying 'tv star'...=P).

Stephen says...

Umeboshi are salty pickled plums. Exactly what is there to like about them? It would be a waste of an otherwise fine onigiri... And nobody better get all "Fruits Basket" with me about this.

Star'll be fine. She's going with 4 other students from her education class, and they all bus there together from UBC. Otherwise I'd accompany her and destroy any child that looked at her funny. Seriously.

Rosa Parks died today. She was such a sweet looking old lady, how could anyone arrest her in the first place? Not that she was an old lady when that happened, mind you.

Joanne says...

Ohhh...Van Tech... tell Star to be careful!!! That school is notorious for violence in the Lower Mainland.

What's wrong with umeboshi? You have GOT to try it in an onigiri, with some sake (the salmon kind...not the alcoholic kind...although the alcoholic would make a good accompaniment...hmmm...I want so some alcohol....).

Stephen says...

Star's got a practicum placement at Van Tech and she starts there next Monday! Scary! Can you imagine being responsible for teaching a class less than a week from now? Yikes!

In related news, Alix got placed at Churchill. I don't know which teachers she's working with.

Ummm... DKNY's really slow right now. Also, I need new clothes and I'm broke.

If you feel sorry for me, I accept cash, credit, and cookies.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

NeverGonnaGrowUp says...

thats good news! did everybody else get theirs too?

p.s. still waiting for some people´s addresses. since i´ve already bought them and want to send them out anyways, if u dont send me ur address some lucky people will get seconds! so!

this weekend was good. stayed at home for every meal and spent money only on souvenirs. i even got a hammock for myself! too bad it wont fit into my suitcase, so i will have to check it. got more ant bites on my ankles, so insect counts on my legs: nearing the 150´s. sigh...

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Karen says...

- it didn't take 4 weeks! -

cindy, i got your postcard! thanks so much. =)

Friday, October 21, 2005

Joanne says...

Ah, on the topic of nerdiness/insanity...

I have a midterm coming up on Tuesday, but I've been too lazy to study. Now, it's been revealed in Nature that Glucagon-Like Peptide-1 (GLP-1) in addition to its anorectic and insulinotropic activity (take note Gordon, Chris, Stephen, Cindy, Ben, and Karen - this is being hailed as having great therapeutic potential for obesity, and type 1 and 2 diabetes. Phase 3 Clinical trials being completed, and one/two drugs are already out), it helps with learning since it's a neuropeptide. And I have TONS of the DPP-IV-resistant form of that stuff sitting in the -80°C freezer. So I couldn't help but find myself thinking,
"A 21G needle would fit into that vein popping out of my forehead quite nicely. If not, the citrate over there would keep a venous catheter nice and patent while I infuse it in saline throughout the weekend..."

And another random thought,
"It's 1°C outside. Oh, I don't need a jacket."

Looks like slowly but surely, I'm becoming a Torontonia...aaagggghhhh.

Joyce says...

confession of a dental student going nuts studying her anatomy exam --

I put my forefinger bewteen the articulating teeth and pretended that the skull is biting me.... and then realized what an idiot I was.

Hope this idiocy can provide everyone with a good weekend laugh... [or not].

-------------

frigging nerves....

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Joyce says...

since everyone is ranting, I'll jump on the wagon then.

It sucks being a freshman again. Our equipment lockers got reassigned to the floor where our lab is, and those are TINY comparing to the ones we have now. Maybe they move us to the top floor because a lot of people are leate for class since we have to wait for the elevator, go to the locker, wait for elevator again and go to lab. k... this is the point, the new locker I got assigned to, is at the very top or the locker row. I wore heels today and could barely reach the handle of the locker. AHHHHHHHHHH.....

Anatomy midterm on Monday... i'm fried, refried, toasted, and then deep fried again!

[i know this is nothing comparing to legal matter or med app, but i just want to whine. You guys gave me Oscar the Grouch, right? :p]

Joanne says...

Aww Cindy, if it makes you feel any better, I'm not doing that hot either.

I'm THIS close to getting sued. I'm serious.

And NO, it's NOT because I've been touching underaged boys in the wrong way.

NeverGonnaGrowUp says...

xxxx, i want to go home...my ucal app fell thru and its due before i am back in van

i need to go and cry...

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Stephen says...

Back again. OK, here goes:

Joanne: No, my discount does not apply to already discounted items. Also, I cannot just get you DKNY anything. There are 2 stores in Vancouver, and you would have to give me a style number of some sort, and your size, then I would check if either store had it. Also, I only get 40% off of women's stuff (although I might be able to convince a female coworker to buy it for me, but unlikely).

Cindy: I can't be bothered to email you right now because I'm leaving for work soon and am shutting off my compy after blogging so here's our address:
103-2875 Osoyoos Crescent
Vancouver, BC
V6T 2G3

That new Bond guy looks like a pillock. This guy's just a pasty, scrawny Englishman. Bond should be a little bit thicker (not to mention better looking).

Happy belated Chris! I'm not on my computer enough to be on time with this sort of thing...

w00t! 30 days until Harry Potter movie!

Joanne says...

Now now, drinking is not a good way to solve problems. It only makes them worse...or gives you new ones...

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Joyce says...

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

k. now i feel better

Pat says...

pat's song at the moment, just replace 'broke my heart' with 'f*#king bioc 402':

One drink to remember
And another to forget
How could I ever dream to find
sweet love life like this my friend
One drink to remember
And another to forget

Excuse me please
One more drink
Could you make it strong
Cause I don't need to think
She broke my heart
My grace is gone
Another drink and I'll move on

NeverGonnaGrowUp says...

steve, pat, joanne, gary, howard, jason and joyce, i need your addresses with postal code! please send it to my telus account (if you don´t know what my email address is, please ask someone on the blog)
the rest of you, your postcards are officially out of my hands. please wait 4 weeks for it (ya. that´s how long the card took to get into chris´hands)! thanks!

quick update since i haven´t been here in a while.
went to cahuita beach this weekend. rode a horse for the first time in several years and made my horse gallop and trot (i have had formal horseback riding lessons so i know what to do). soo much fun, i love riding horses.

at night went to the beach with 2 friends and they went swimming. i had my ´girlfriend´so i stayed on shore and just waded. by the end of the night i have 120+ bites on each of my leg. (i did the count by quadrants and then multiplied by 4). you don´t believe me? i took a picture of my legs. you will see that i am NOT kidding. dont worry tho, i´ve already gone to the pharmacist for it (this is my second insect related emergency in 5 weeks). it itches like crazy...i HATE bugs. i officially declare WAR on bugs. STUPID, STUPID BUGS...

due to the colombus day, my normal volunteer placements were cancelled (on holiday) this week. thus i was at an independent women´s centre yesterday and today and bought some cute jewelry. also was making banana paper and cut my left index finger with a machete. it was spurting blood...but the paper turned out good today. i bought some...will show you my hard work when i get back.

anyhow. that is all for today. this is cindy, reporting live in ciudad quesada.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Karen says...

- quote time -

Speak the truth, but leave immediately after. (Slovenian Proverb)

Saturday, October 15, 2005

Karen says...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRIS!! have a wonderful birthday. =) all the best for a fantabulous 22nd year.

(excuse the punctuality of my post, i seriously just woke up.) =P

Joanne says...

Now I lay me down not to sleep
I just get tangled in the sheets
I swim in sweat three inches deep
I just lay back and claim defeat

Chapter read and lesson learned
I turned the lights off while she burned
So while she's three hundred degrees
I throw the sheets off and I freeze

Lids down,
I count sheep
I count heartbeats
The only thing that counts is
that I won't sleep
I count down,
I look around

Who needs sleep?
well you're never gonna get it
Who needs sleep?
tell me what's that for
Who needs sleep?
be happy with what you're getting
There's a guy who's been awake
since the Second World War

My hands are locked up tight in fists
My mind is racing, filled with lists
of things to do and things I've done
Another sleepless night's begun

Lids down, I count sheep
I count heartbeats
The only thing that counts is
that I won't sleep
I count down, I look around

Who needs sleep?
well you're never gonna get it
Who needs sleep?
tell me what's that for
Who needs sleep?
be happy with what you're getting
There's a guy who's been awake
since the Second World War

Who needs sleep?
well you're never gonna get it
Who needs sleep?
tell me what's that for
Who needs sleep?
be happy with what you're getting
There's a guy who's been awake
since the Second World War

There's so much joy in life,
so many pleasures all around
But the pleasure of insomnia
is one I've never found
With all life has to offer,
there's so much to be enjoyed
But the pleasures of insomnia
are ones I can't avoid

Lids down, I count sheep
I count heartbeats
The only thing that counts is
that I won't sleep
I count down, I look around

Hala Hala Hala

Who needs sleep?
well you're never gonna get it
Who needs sleep?
tell me what's that for
Who needs sleep?
be happy with what you're getting
There's a guy who's been awake
since the Second World War


Wow, the Barenaked Ladies has a song for EVERYTHING. You know, Toronto is quite serene at 6am on a Saturday morning. And a tip if any of you want to visit the Saturday Farmer's Market: not even the farmers can wake up at 5am.

Friday, October 14, 2005

Joanne says...

SEAN CONNERY hands down. MMmmmmm...reminds me of Dr. Mackie.

By the way, TONS of crush-worthy investigators here in the Hospital for Sick Children. Crush-worthy ones with accents in fact ;). OH YEAH....

Thursday, October 13, 2005

vivienne says...

I'm having a VERY !%#!&!%#$$!&!^!$ day.

Why? Because my mom was kind-hearted enough to take 3 of my jackets to the dry-cleaners (because the sleeves were dirty from writing all the time) last Friday, and was supposed to pick it up today. So today we went to the cleaners, and this is what happened.

Cleaner lady: Uh, *checks ticket*...we have your two jackets here. (The two jackest were my purple wool coat from Korea and my suede lined jacket from Guess.)

Me: Okay...where's the other jacket?

Cleaner lady: Uh, the white one, right? We don't have it.

Me: What do you mean, you don't have it?

Cleaner lady: Someone broke in during the thanksgiving holiday and stole a lot of jackets. The alarm system didn't work (or was broken or something, WTH) so they took a lot of the nice jackets.

Me: *thinking: #!$^&!$!$&!$!!!!! WHAT THE HELL????* *actually saying: What do you mean? You mean they just took my jacket? Where is my jacket?

(Now, to interrupt the conversation, I have to explain that this jacket is my nice white down-filled jacket from GUESS which has really soft faux fur hood. I think Joyce might remember it from last year. Anyhow, it cost money and I really really like it. Or liked it, as I don't have it anymore, the stupid people.)

Cleaner lady: We'll reimburse you. We have filed a report with the police and you can send for a reimbursement with the insurance company.

Me: *thinking: !!#@%#@^$^&$!%!%* *actually saying: Okay....

Mom: *also thinking: #!^$#!^@^$!&!#%!!!!!!!$!$^!#^!^!!!! but in Chinese, and also feeling a sense of guilt for letting this happen*

Cleaner lady: I'm really sorry. (she actually said this like...ten times, but it doesn't really matter because she LOST MY JACKET!!!)

Anyhow, turns out I spent half an hour trying to track down the price and style of the jacket so that I can get my refund. The Guess saleslady I talked to was very helpful, so thank GOD there are SOME GOOD people in this world.

So, the lesson is: don't buy white down jackets, or send your clothes to the dry cleaner. Dry cleaners, bite my ass.

The funny thing is, I find this whole matter very, very funny. Maybe I am so mad that I can't even think properly anymore. Maybe it's a sign of insanity. Hmmmmmm.....

Joanne says...

STEPHEN!!! Oh, I keep forgetting to send you my address...I'll do that soon. Does your 50% discount apply to already discounted items as well? Because I'm thinking, if it's the crappy 30% sales they usually have after boxing days these days (I think it's because most retailers start discounting before Christmas these past few years), that would make the suit $590...and then take 50% off...that's $280! Not bad for DKNY suit - Joyce and I spend just a little less than that for a Banana Republic blazer.

I had an awesome day yesterday as well! But ever had the same crush as your guy friend? THAT'S weird.

Karen says...

- christmukkah!! -

way too awesome. pat, you caught that right?? =P

Stephen says...

Jesus. It's been way to long since I've posted anything. Nevermind even checked the blog. So, hi everyone. I'm still alive, even though I'm gone for most of everyday at work and nowhere near a computer that's not from 1986 (seriously).

Happy belateds to Tim and Peter!

All of the clothes in my shop are too expensive even at 50% off, so forget about buying anything. Like anybody on this blog's going to pay $700 for a suit jacket (or $350 with discount), that's just the jacket, never mind the $400 pants that go with it. Ladies suits mind you!

No other news. Star's good, Sunny and Scott are coming in for Christmas. We're going to have a Chritmukkah party of some sort, but I'll give details when we get closer to the date.

Too tired to w00t.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Joyce says...

pouring NY day.
Had my long 7-hr lecture day with 1 hr break, when I went home, made pasta and printed out notes for the afternoon classes. I was going to get ink catrige, but the rain prevented me from doing so.
Meet up with my mentor and two seniors of the mentoring group. They were a easy going bunch. We went to a mexican restaurant for dinner, and my mentor, Dr. Maloney, bought us the dinner. mwahaha, the guacamole was gooood and i loved the fajita.
So I came home, decided that I can't take the slow and screwy system AND the trojan anymore, I started IBM's recovery program and took the most drastic move - I restore the factory default. Then, I reinstalled my ~3GB worth of books, and every single softwares that I use.... While doing all these techie works, I scrubed clean the bathtub and 1/2@$$ingly studied anatomy.

so.. still on the boring day contest?

oh, another joke from biochem prof [nicknamed "grandpa" by us students]:
What is a 6-iron ring?



A Ferris Wheel. [And I told this joke to a friend whose name is Ferris...]

Tim says...

Hey, just be glad you don't have to buy me a present Pat!

Well since you guys are having a competition for most boring day...I should apply for the most exciting day which actually happened yesterday.

Basically I wake up to a phone call. The girl on the other end goes 'Tim? Where are you?!'
Then I realize that it's 8:30am (the time of my midterm exam for Anatomy and Physiology)
Herez my reaction: "What do you mean.....SHIT!!!! It's 8:30am? FUCK!!!!..........................................................SHIT!!!!! I GOTTA GO!!" "Wait, where are you?" "I REALLY HAVE TO GO!!!"

So at this point I jump out of bed, put my clothes on and rush out as fast as I can. Go upstairs to see if my cousin is home to see if he can give me a ride. No luck, as hez not waking up however.
Anyways, I leave the house as fast as I can...see the bus arriving to take me to Commercial Stn. I run across the street across traffic and cut in front of the bus to make sure he doesn't leave without me.

Arrive at Commercial Stn., the skytrain for millenium line is already there. I run as quick as I can across the street down the stairs and manage to get on the skytrain just as the bell goes off and the doors close.

Arrive at Brentwood Stn. and run down the loooong ramp where the 25 is waiting...or was waiting. The 25 had now left the stn. and I was knocking on the door to get him to open up but the driver wouldn't so I'm like "AAH FUCK" at this point and now approx. 15 min. late. Then I remembered that there was a bus stop kitty corner to Lougheed and so I ran across the street across traffic once again, afraid that I was gonna get hit by the bus that I was trying to chase. Somehow managed to get onto that bus.

I arrive at BCIT, get my butt to class and walk in where everyone looks up at me. I sit down, take off my jacket...and write the test....with my shirt inside out.

From my friend's perspective: Apparently they were worried that I had gotten into a car crash. My instructor goes "Good! Your thinking optimistically". They call me and since I never really explained where I was (I was cursing 90% of the time remember) they had no idea where I was. Anyways, when the exam started, they would hear running outside the hall every so often and they would look up but it wasn't me.

Incidently, sometime later on in the day...I had to go to the washroom and was right up to the door when a girl yells out "That's the female washroom".....so quite embarassingly I walk to the correct washroom.

Take that for an exciting day!

Pat says...

yay.. peter li wins the boring day/no life contest hands down.

meheheh...
don't you like how i never post, and if i do.. its usually some cynical remark?

btw, 410 can bite my ass.
and as per my conversation with karen, no one better have any bdays coming up soon because my birthday fund is over budget and is out of commish for the next 2 months.

NeverGonnaGrowUp says...

im back home in ciudad quesada. papie says he just sent me something over the mail today so i am looking forward to getting it. i´ve been a member of the no-mail club for too long. currently there is only 2 of us left in the club. hopefully i beat the last guy. hahaha...

yesterday i went for chinese food (we have a cook at the house so it´s the first time i went out to eat in the city. weekends don´t count). i had some fried rice and wanton soup and it wasn´t bad. my friends order chou min and the min was DEEP FRIED. it was crunchy. it was so weird...i have never had crounchy chou min before. they didn´t like their food obviously so i felt kind of bad.

my day...went to the special ed school and just another heart breaking day. one of the kids had a seizure today and by the time i got there he was at the last stages and was fast asleep after. the teachers were too understaffed so they left him sleeping on the mat. when i went over and checked him, he was freezing. poor baby...i almost cried. i went and fetched a towel for him of course, but he was like the cutest boy in the world. he has epilepsy and is blind too. i snooped around the other day and found out most of my students have epilepsy plus something else, like polio or something i didn´t understand. life is really hard for these kids and their parents...i have only been there for 2 days a week for 4 weeks and i am already feeling burnt out by the responsibility. imagine the parents. oh my god...life is so unfair.

this afternoon some of us went to the national park of Juan Castro. it was pouring rain and i knew my rain jacket soaks through so i ddin´t even bother bringing it. obviously after 3 hours of hiking in grass, mud, creeks, and being chased after by a farting horse and pooping cows, i was drenched and shivering (and stinky). it wasn´t the best fieldtrip ever but it reminds me of camping. i guess i´d rather do this than staying at home eating yet another piece of pastry. (i did tell you that we live in between 2 bakeries?).

this weekend my friends and i are going to Cahuita national park. we could either fish, snorkle, ride horses, hike, or sunbath...so it´s going to be fun. lots of politics going around in my group as usual, but i am trying to stay out of it. i will let u know how i survive the politics after.

anyhow. that´s all from me today.

p.s. you have been warned that the following message is unfriendly to the male eye. yes. look away, NOW.
- my body is rebelling. my girlfriend is late.

Peter says...

I spent more than 30 hours (literally) of my thanksgiving weekend on a single 5 page paper. beat that.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Joyce says...

7 am - jumped out of bed with smelly hair as there's no hot water the night before. took shower in water with oscillating temperature [i swear you can plot a sin curve with T v.s. t]. made coffee, grabbed cereal bar
8 am ~ 10 am - class. more holes and nevers... great
10 ~ 12:30 - nap
12:30 ~ 13:40 - cramming tooth anotomy for the quiz
14:00 ~ 17:00 - clinical lab, carving up teeth using wax...
Then I did some grocery, came home and heated up Chunky chicken corn chowder and microwaved some chicken nugget. Had dinner, took a nap till 9:30pm.
And I've been battling with a Trojan virus since... plus 1/2@$$ingly going through some lecture slides.

Karen says...

- the phish and chips blog presents... -

the most boring day competition...

Joanne says...

I woke up late, went to class, came home to eat lunch, took a nap, went back to the lab, typed up some stuff, took another nap, woke up and unsuccessfully located an antibody, tried stalking someone I couldn't find, came home, worked out while I studied, ate dinner while I watched tv, and here I am. Ever tried stalking someone you can't find? Not very exciting at all.

I'd like to see someone's day beat THAT.

vivienne says...

*gets hit by undetermined object thrown by Karen*

Anyhow...today I finish my lab early by half an hour, so I happily go home on the bus and decided to study/preview my lab write-up questions (geeky? Yes, I admit it, so no comments on this, please. :p) and lo and behold, there lies in my lap my lab report that I was *SUPPOSED* to hand in earlier.

Now I have to hunt down my TA and hand it in, hoping that he won't take any marks off. -_-;;

This is my boring day. Anyone else have a more boring day than me?

Karen says...

- guess who's birthday it is today -

today/yesterday is/was my msn/post fest day. my last day of procrastination before 410 crunch time this week. lalalala. today is actually eleanor roosevelt's birthday. random, i know.

Monday, October 10, 2005

Peter says...

pat: yeah man, i got your txt msg... thanks dude :p too bad can't celebrate this time... i'll make it up by getting wasted in the summer hahaha

Karen says...

*karen throws undetermined object at vivienne* =P

vivienne says...

Hahaha...according to my final exam schedule, I'm done by 11:00 AM on December the 14th! Mwahahaha....

Karen says...

- exam schedules OUT -

check out the following FUGLY finals schedule:

Dec. 8th - BIOC 404
Dec. 19th - BIOC 402
Dec. 20th - PHYL 301
Dec. 21st - BIOC 410

410 of ALL things is LAST and on the last day. we're toast, guys. joyce and gordon come back just in time to see the biochem kids in frantic action. hahaha.

chris, when are you coming back??

Joyce says...

Can my calling you "tempting" and the examples be a b-day present? *wink wink*

Speaking of b-day, my roommate and I have the same b-day, and her bf's is just the day before us. funny eh.

Tim says...

Man...no need to fight over who says happy birthday first. I say, whoever gives me the best present wins. How about that? lol j/k

Gordon says...

Hahaha.... you are all cheaters. I might not be the first to post..but mine is the first BIGGEST one...

Happy Birthday TIM!

(Why are we fighting about this again?)


Happy belated birthday to Pete!
(sorry dude, was cramming for final that day)

Karen says...

- big fat cheaters -

*gasp* peter li! some people ruin all the fun...i take my B.R.O. title very seriously you know...

happy 22nd birthday tim!!

*pause*

...

okay fine...the 12:01 timestamp a couple days ago was actually fabricated too...hehe..muahahahahhaa. =P

Peter says...

hey tim,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAN... I'M STILL OLDER THAN YOU BY 5 DAYS... AND IT SHOWS.

(ok i totally messed with the timestamp on this msg so i could be the first to post this haha karen, in yo face :p)

P.S. since when were terrorists unable to get student ID cards? imagine:
Bin Laden: "Hi, I'm here to get my UBCard..."
Worker: "Well... it's says here that you're a terrorist, so I'm sorry, I can't give you a student ID at this time."
idiots...

Sunday, October 09, 2005

vivienne says...

How is it about gay things sung by gay guys? I thought it was just a men's community center?...

Joanne says...

It took me SO LONG to figure out that song was about gay things sung by gay people. Ah, so naive....

vivienne says...

Totally addicted to the most random of songs...

"YOUNG MAN, there's no need to feel down.
I said, YOUNG MAN, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, YOUNG MAN, 'cause you're in a new town
there's no need to be unhappy.

YOUNG MAN, there's a place you can go.
I said, YOUNG MAN, when you're short on your dough.
you can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
many ways to have a good time.

it's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a.
it's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a....."

NeverGonnaGrowUp says...

my address in Costa Rica is:
Cindy Lee
Cross Cultural Solutions
350 mts. norte de la Catedral,
Ciudad Quesada,
San Carlos,
Costa Rica

originally i posted 375 mts but my friends have told me that they receive mail in 6 days with the 350 mts address so you should try that instead.

currently i am in San Jose, the capital of Costa Rica. Yesterday was a good day in many ways. We went out for breakfast at Denny's. Lunch was at McDonald. Dinner at TGIF. During the day I visited the Museo Nacional, Teatro Nacional, and did some window shopping. Then at night we went to the qualifying game, Costa Rica vs. the US. its interesting how a soccer game just isnt a soccer game if it doesnt rain, so, of course, in the spirit of soccer, it poured hard. I only stayed for half the game because by the first 5 min upon arrival, my rain jacket soaked through and I was drenched inside out. I was wearing a short sleeve inside because i have never gotten cold in costa rica yet. By the time I got home after the first half of the game, i spent about 45min in the shower thawing.

i got out of the shower and missed the end of the game. but it was easy to tell who won, by the honking on the street and the patriotic crowd on TV - at home in Ciudad Quesada we don't have access to a TV. previously my friends and i had planned to go out and celebrate no matter who won, but, the hostel manager told us that 2 people just got mugged around our block, another person almost got mugged, all at knife point. plus after having been wet for so long in the rain, i decided to stay dry in my only outfit left - i only brought 2 outfits because it's a weekend trip.

i think most of us will end up getting a cold of some sort this week because everyone's rain jacket eventually got soaked in too. just that they were more hardcore and i tend not to suffer unnecessarily if i don't need to. just for the record - i was a good ultimate player even when it rained, it's just the fact i couldn't move among the crowd that froze me from my head to my toes. my shoes are still dripping wet.

anyhow. gonna see if the others are up so we can go for some breakfast. on second thought, never mind. there's a lineup for computers and i am not about to give mine up that easily!

Tim says...

Karen, I think you have to add that the cats were in a swimming race.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Joyce says...

This is a phone call conversation between me and my mom.

mom: you know that NYC is under a terrorist bomb threat?
me: yeah
mom: and they are suppose to attack the subway
me: yeah, but this could be a false alarm
mom: but anyhow, don't take the subway now, ok?
me: ...........

Imagine if our library in Wood is in the UBC hospital, and you have to show your ID to the security gaurd, walk through a metal-detecting door and put your backpack through an x-ray machine like in the airport. This is what I have to do to go to our dental library, which is in the veteran affair hospital.

And.. imagine if you need to show your ID to enter Wood for classes, or enter Gage and sign in your guest.

Thanx to "Dubya," NY is a truly wonderful and friendly place. :p

oh well, at least I got a free NYU lanyard with an ID holder.

Next on Joyce's NYC report: Things that totally show I'm a Canadian...

Karen says...

- joke -

there were two cats in a race. cat number 1 was called 'one two three'. cat number 2 was called 'une deux trois'. which cat won the race?

'one two three' did because 'une deux trois quatre cinq'.

hahahahahahahahaha. umm, i hope you all took some french in highschool. =P have a great thanksgiving.

Friday, October 07, 2005

Gordon says...

wow cin...sounds like you're having a blast. clubbing in costa rica...wonder how that's like.

Anyhow, what's your mailing address again cin?

NeverGonnaGrowUp says...

hi everyone,

my post just got erased so im a little peeved. but anyhow, greetings from costa rica once again!

im currently in a hostel named Pangea and it is awesome here. we have access to free internet, one free international phone call for 10 min per night (except the phone isnt working right now), a pool, a jacuzzi, a pool table, and cheap beer (not that i drink). the only downside is we have a shared bathroom and shower which i am a littel wary of (just because im kind of a clean freak)

this week has been okay, caught a cold so i couldnt really work with the kids at the special education school. my spanish has improved but i still feel it isnt improving fast enough so i am still having difficulty communicating with the seniors at the seniors centre and also the patients at the clinic.

this weekend 7 more people are joining my volunteer organization, 3 of them canadian. i dont think i will have a roommate again, that is what i have heard. (ya i have my own room currently. other people share with at least 2 other people). i am not sure if i am just difficult to live with, or that because i am only staying for 4 more weeks and that would make the new comers lonely once i leave, i guess they know i am okay by myself because i have not complained about living by myself for 4 the past 4 weeks (i love it actually).

anyhow, gotta go. the girls are going clubbing and i am too, in my khaki pants and stack on me t'shirt (btw its popular because apparently stack on me has other uses esp in a sexual context).

bye!

Joanne says...

Stephen is so ON the ball about the smog thing in Toronto. Now I've found myself electing to do my outdoor shopping when it's RAINING.

Just a general survey: How weird would it be if I made a cake and knocked on my neighbour's door?

It turns out, as Gordon pointed out, that I now have the same Japanese bowl and flatware set as Stephen and Star.

Joyce says...

In my recent passion for French cuffed shirts, I wonder if French cuff is traditionally something for the gentlemen and is only recently adopted for lady's shirt, or it has always been there.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Christopher says...

Happy Birthday Peter!

So whats up in your life now? Where are you planning to go?

Bah you should celebrate your birthday, get some of the others to organize something!

Peter says...

holy crap karen, you ARE on the ball with these bdays.... 12:01AM dayum... thanks for the kinda wishes. as usual, i'm not really celebrating this bday... i kinda wanted to this time because it just might be my last in vancouver but i'm waaaaay too busy. so hopefully i'll have a "going-away" bash next year if everything goes well. thanks again!

pete

Karen says...

- peter li turns 22! -

happy birthday to our resident male fashion advisor. peter, what does this post look like having consumed THAT much alcohol?? =P have a good one.

(joyce: our BRO/administrator team is SO on the ball with these birthdays!!)

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Joanne says...

LOL. Compounded with Joanne
1) staring with her mouth wide open and kind of drooling at a L'Oreal ad of a hot model rubbing herself on Dundas and Yonge and holding up the other pedestrians
2) staring with her mouth wide open and kind of drooling at the Medical Biophysics students in the Princess Margaret atrium
3) and then tripping over herself right after

I think Joyce and I have got enough man exploitation here on the East Coast to make up for the rest of the Western Hemisphere 8).

Joyce says...

karen: no, the scroll bar's not new. it will appear if a postbody is bigger than the define posting area, so that the sidebar will stay intact and not pushed to the bottom.

joanne: i modified ur pics a bit so that the sidebar will disappear.

hmm, in response to cindy's feministic bravery....
*joyce hides in shame as she 1) checks out girls on the bus/subway, 2) checks out guys on the bus/subway, 3) does not know what subtlty is*

vivienne says...

Well, for one thing, I'm not that surprised at Cindy's "anti-sexist" movements over in Costa Rica. ;) I knew that girl has guts underneath what seems to be a passive appearance, good for you, Cin! Even though....do it when you have people that you know near you, 'cause some men just might take that as a challenge, and that'll be scary.

But yeah, once again, go kick butt! ^^;;; but don't do the finger thing, it just isn't very lady-like. LOL

Karen says...

- cindy lee, fighting sexism overseas, one horny costa rican pig at a time -

cindy! omg, i never knew you were so aggressive!! *lol*. i'm with chris on this one. please be careful!! i would tone down the anger before you provoke the wrong guy...esp. in costa rica! but hopefully you're never out alone, right?? although, kudos to you. it's disgusting how they only pick on foreign girls. but yeah, be careful!! =P (i guess that would make you the 2nd most passive girl in this group...i'd never have the guts!)

PS: joanne, nice apartment pics! this blog should change its name to 'your daily dose of grease and news and real estate'.

PPS: are the scrolly bars new?

NeverGonnaGrowUp says...

Hi everybody,

This is Cindy, reporting live from Costa Rica.

Your condo looks nice Joanne! I love the fact you associate a smell with each room. That is such a good idea, I should do that to my house! Maybe then I will want to stay at home for once.

This weekend, to save money, my friends and I have decided to stay in our house. We went mountain biking yesterday though, and now my butt really really hurts. Imagine a out-of-shape Cindy, riding on bumping gravel road for 2.5 hours, up and down the hills. I have never seen my own arms glow in sweat, that was how hardworking i was! I had to finish most of the uphills on foot because I just couldn´t make them, and I also had to walk some of the downhills because the road was too loose. Even when I was walking down the hill, I almost fell and lost control of my bike. It was good though, now I have a tank top tan! And I wore the shortest shorts I have ever worn in my life, (those of you who play ultimate knows I rarely wear shorts for anything). The 2.5 hours of riding was refreshing nonethelesss, especially when I had an extremely cute latino guide riding in front of us. He was so cute, and when he took his shirt off I was amazed at what was underneath that shirt. You guys would be very approving if you had seen this guy...I know that Chris would be! haha...

oh and on the bus ride back to our city, I was sitting behind this guy who was openly checking out any girl that came onto the bus. he even turned around and checked me out. very peeved, i stared hostily at him right back in his eyes, but for some reason he found it amusing and started smiling pervertedly. i was very, very unimpressed, so i said, what do you think you are looking at? at that point he turned back and said to his partner, that there is this cute little chinese girl behind me. and his partner turned around and checked me out. i stared at him him too, but this guy was more modest so when he saw me looking at him, he quickly turned back.

anyhow, the good part is, i don´t know where i got the courage, but when the pervert turned around and checked out a women´s butt (he blatantly turned around and follow the women´s butt until she got seated), i raised my hand and put it straight in front of his face to block his view, and snapped my fingers. and then i said, keep your eyes to yourself. i did that repeatedly until he finally stopped and moved to the back of the bus. at that point, my friends came to my seat and congratulated me, because that was probably the most uncharacteristic thing I have ever done.

i told chris about it and he said i probably should be more careful next time, because i might get in trouble. but i just HATE the whole sexist thing. machisimos we call them. I hate how these perverted Tico guys whistle only at foreign girls and not their own native girls, and how the other foreign girls are not doing anything about it. i swear, next time a Tico guy whistles at me, i am going to look him straight in the eyes and finger him or something. if i´m near enough, im gonna kick his balls too - or maybe not, cuz im not THAT brave. some of the Tico guys don´t whistle, they just say ´hello cute girl´ in a perverted tone, in spanish or in english. i usually walk right past them as if i didnt hear them, but i think i should change my strategy because its´s not working and they keep coming. any suggestions?

i realize that there are horny and indiscrete guys back in vancouver too, so if i catch one i´m gonna have to like, throw an egg at them or something. and if i see any of my friends on the street doing that to a girl, i will DEFINITELY kick his/their balls.

anyhow that is my cent of the day. sorry that i sound all feminist and everything, but considering that I am probably the second most passive, if not the most passive, girl in the group, I think any of you girls would have done the same thing I did. Respect me and my body, please!

Cindy Lee, Phish and Chips news. Back to you Vancouverites.

Saturday, October 01, 2005

Joanne says...

g on JOANNE'S CONDO PIX
Ok, so it's been over a month, but any sooner and it would have been a bunch of boxes, styrofoam and bubble wrap (yes, I'm a slow unpacker...) Not as snazzy as Gordon's nor as functional as Chris's I'm afraid, but it gets its job done.

This is the dining "room" because it's attached to the living. Don't do much actual dining here because I prefer to eat in front of the TV rather than the wall. One of the chairs is currently missing because it's being used in the study (my computer chair is still being shipped).

Note the highbrow Shopaholic book.





My living room with the TV tuned to Food TV 24/7 (I need to learn to cook man!) and pillows I found at an antique shop. My TV stand provides storage space for a DVD player and VCR I don't have...so I use it to hold a power drill that I DO have.





Why would someone paint their bedroom purple? Why? Why? Well, it left me with a difficult decorating task, that's for sure. My bed with its wrinkled sheets (I don't believe in ironing sheets). Yes, I still sleep with a stuffed animal. And my mirrored closet. I'm photographing this now because it's the most organized it will ever be. Large bra collection edited out for modesty purposes. This room smells like...passionfruit.


My bedroom lead directly into my washroom with its huge ass vanity mirror...not too conducive to self-esteem since one is usually naked in their bathroom.... And yes, that's my blush brush and obsessive eyeliner collection in the toothbrush holder. This room smells like...Lavender.

My solarium-turned-study complete with double monitors, surround speakers, a map of all the biological metabolic pathways, and a whiteboard with a motivation message.

Three words: COLOUR LASER PRINTER, muahaha. And a reminder for all my credit card bills (shudder). The next picture shows where my bookshelf should be..if it ever ships...and a fuzzy sheepskin rug to tickle my senses while I read mindnumbing papers. This room smells like...white tea.



Yar, I enjoy my fibre. This is my most recent fridge condition - I discovered St. Lawrence market this morning and wonder what arugula would taste like... Not shown here is my beloved George Foreman grill and Cuisinart rice cooker/steamer. The dishwasher leaks brown water onto my entire kitchen floor..... This room smells like...Provolone and basil.

The most unexciting part of my condo - the washer dryer. How I loathe it... And the foyer closet as organized as it will ever be...not really visible is 30 boxes of Royale tissue. And my foyer with the expandable and stackable shoe rack that I braved a forward Home Depot sales associate for...

When it's light out, I'll take a picture of my balcony and try to engage the attention of random people in the parking lot across the street.