Weather Warnings - Environment Canada

"The remnants of hurricane Wilma will be racing toward the maritime provinces Tuesday as a vigorous post-tropical low pressure system. Heavy rain and high winds are likely to reach western parts of Nova Scotia Tuesday morning and to spread to the rest of the province during the day. Winds gusting to 90 km/h are forecast for all of mainland Nova Scotia with gusts as high as 110 along the atlantic coast and over the Cape Breton Highlands. Rainfall amounts in excess of 50 millimetres can be expected over the western half of the province by the end of Tuesday with further amounts likely into Wednesday."



(they could at least make it seem more exciting. sheesh)

Yes!

King of Naples, King of Spain, King of... Westphalia?

"If Buonaparte remains on the throne of France a year longer," the vicomte continued, with the air of a man who, in a matter with which he is better acquainted than anyone else, does not listen to others but follows the current of his own thoughts, "things will have gone too far..."


I found this as a part of one of those "spam email disguised as a real email" emails; the ones that have a huge compilation of random story bits all garbled together. I suppose this blog is results in me admitting that I was actually reading the garbled bits... *ahem* chalk it up to procrastination... Besides, it was worth it for this:

"with an air of a man who, in a matter with which he is better acquainted than anyone else, does not listen to others but follows the current of his own thoughts"

It's just so damn funny. That's all. I laughed out loud.



I wish I had taken more English - I think I'd be good at it writing like that. People are generally good at things they like. Except for Quantum Mechanics, but that's all relative anyways.

Relative like some descriptions of time. See, it is after 4 am right now, but it's just my culturally defined perception of 4am which which makes it feel late to me. And it is not good to be up this late. I know there are some who would disagree... I think those people should study and write my midterm on Monday for me. Those crazy, crazy people. Too bad all the crazy people I know aren't proficient in Organic Chemistry.

Hmmm... organic seems to turn up a lot in these blogs. I wonder if that is a reflection of my study habits. Strange coincidence. I'd better stop now.

pseudopotentially imaginary

"What an abyss of uncertainty, whenever the mind feels overtaken by itself; when it, the seeker, is at the same time the dark region through which it must go seeking and where all its equipment will avail to nothing. Seek? More then that: create. It is face to face with something which does not yet exist, to which it alone can give reality and substance, which it alone can bring into the light of day."

~ Marcel Proust


When I am working on honours research every once in a while I just get so amazed at what I, we, are doing. I feel so incompetent, and yet somehow so empowered to be doing this. Like I can discover the world, right down the the core of what IS and what BEING means. And life becomes so huge and special. And I feel like someone who is bumping around in the dark, with a map I can only read iBraillele, and I know that there is a wall to trail my fingers along just beside me, but I don't need to lean on it just yet, because what I am doing is trying to find out if there is another wall to follow on the other side of me. It is hard sometimes, worrying that I might trip, or fall down some pit invisible in the darkness, but that's what it's all about isn't it? To go where no one else has, not knowing what you'll find while you are on your way...