trying to keep track of my life
all the crazy things i do
when up before sunrise and having the chance to see it slowly appear (dawn) i like to mentally zoom out and imagine how the world is turning and the sun is shining on it all lens-flare like. and then zoom back into reality with purple skies.
photography is my drug.
crazy.
on one hand i wish i blogged more about the adventures that i had this year, on the other it’s not stuff i want to be visible to google/public. if i make this site private, would anyone care to see it? or write just for myself? i may just do that. ping me if you are interested.
after loving the shuffle; after becoming entirely attached-at-the-hip to the ipod touch; i have received/gotten the quad core 27 inch imac for my birthday. (Eg instead of paying off mortgage i got myself a fancy toy. This is me being a 26 year old adult. Clearly I’m learning something over the years…!)
I have never owned an apple machine before. I remember the first time I used one – it was when we came to Canada and I went to grade 8. They had the old macs and the new ones – the all in one, brightly colored ones? I don’t think I really had much real exposure after that – in high school the machines were PCs. At home, they were PCs. At university, they were PCs (by large, anyway, I can’t recall otherwise).
But despite the rarity of the Apple I always had a deep dedication, fondness and a hidden desire to own one.
So as we are DINKs (Double Income No Kids) and I have worked my butt off in form of many late nights, 11pm emails, 7am calls and 8am meetings, I feel (and kinda have) earned myself the ultimate. present. of. all. time. A new, TOP OF THE FSCKING LINE, 27 inch widescreen QUAD FSCKING CORE iMac. I wouldn’t swear but I CANT.
The entire reason for this entry is the overwhelming disbelief and joy that I have went and gotten myself the most top end thing of anything. I’m not whining – its just, I’ve always been very reasonable in my demands. iPod touch – not iPhone. Built PC – not a laptop. Nikon D70 – even if its falling apart quite literally after 5 (5!!!!) years.
But I went and gotten the computer of my dreams.
The funny thing is I didn’t even know how much I’d enjoy using it. My motivations were based in (a) esthetics – we live in a nice place, my computer is highly visible, and I wanted something that would look good – and (b) function – I sure as heck wasn’t going to get a Sony all in one or something silly like that. After the fairly recent announcements of the 21 and 27 inch macs I decided that – fsck yeah! – I’ll treat myself to top of the line.
The smell of new computer is makes me ecstatic. The hugeness of the screen …. is unbelievalbe. But every time that I look down and see THE DASHBOARD. Or everytime that I do ANYTHING AT ALL EVEN SORTING PHOTOS – I am blown away by HOW GOOD IT LOOKS. And I’m not being biased – my crazy dual core 64 bit 2gb ram 500GB raid + dedicated swap PC + 21 inch dell monitor (same manufacturer as one for apple monitors) is right by side. THEY CANNOT BE COMPARED.
2010 is the year I switched. I do not think I will ever, ever switch back. It pains me it took so long. But now – I cannot imagine it.
A few notes on Paris in the first few hours…
today, june 6th 2009, is the 13th year of our time in canada. that feels very strange. i remember landing, and seeing the airport, and missing the palms. i remember our friends driving me first to our house (their car couldn’t fit me, them, our suitcases, and my parents, so i went first with the suitcases), and pointing out the mosque near 400 & 401. i remember being in their house with 2 dogs – they told me not to come out from the bedroom, and didn’t put my lego set with me, so i ended up falling asleep.
the next day, at 3 am, i woke up and was very disoriented, and confused. those first days are overlayed by the strange memory of the first days in israel. so different, and yet so the same – both moves are in a strange, jet lagged, foreign haze.
how weird is it that i’m here, married to an american, and have changed so much of my personality that was affected by these moves. i was shy, not outspoken, and i took shit from people. in the past few years that changed so much. 13 years!
in other news. today i finished my masters in project management program. our group came in 1st (we split the spot, our final evaluation was same to the decimal!), met so many fantastic people who are fun, smart, kind, and i can’t wait to hang out with in general. and now i can put some alphabet soup after my name! but i won’t.
the course was fun, but i am happy that i have no longer the pressure of homework or 8am saturday classes.
trying out a lifestyle – i’m going to do as much as i can right now, and tomorrow be damned.
examples:
working late. coming home, and relaxing for a bit instead of dropping into bed.
working on the weekend. still going out clubbing friday.
coming home from the clubbing and deciding that a glass of wine is deserved after a long week. despite the fact that there are 7 days of work non stop ahead.
smart? or stupid?
discuss.
which way is the dancer spinning?
i saw it clockwise right away and couldn’t switch for like 10 minutes. tim saw it counter clockwise and had a moderately easy time switching.
so then i switched.
now i can’t switch back.
this is fun and infuriating at the same time. which way do you see first?