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(no subject) [Aug. 11th, 2010|10:31 pm]
[mood |morosemorose]

Went to see Beyond Gay: The Politics of Pride which was presented at the NFB office for the Fierté. I actually expected a pretty ambitious documentary on LGBT politics, instead what we got was a very intimate thing, a tour of various events across the world. Several bits had me a bit choked. I'm not sure why, honestly. I get in the same state whenever I re-read accounts of the White Night or Stonewall riots. Whether it was the movie itself (including some very disturbing images from Russia and some pretty pessimistic comments from a Jamaican guest at Toronto—IIRC) or just my tendency to often get overly and inappropriately emotional (and although it might a stretch given the subject matter, some other occasions have definitely been inappropriate).

Maybe it's just the way it hit so close to home, me being bi (or whatever category might be closest. I know I sure as fuck don't fit a hetero mold!) and not really out, except to a bunch of people who for the most part I've never seen face to face. And to those that didn't know, welcome to the club! I figure the pride is as good a time as any other to write that kind of things down, uh?

Or maybe it's just Aspie sel-doubt? Who knows. I liked the reflexions that you don't need to be "proud" of being gay anymore than you need to be proud of breathing oxygen, but I think you should be comfortable enough about it to be open about it. That's the complicated part, of course. And two people from the Riga pride were there to answer questions (I'm not sure whether they are guests of honor for the pride, though), and hey, I actually worked up the nerve to ask one!

And oh, look, I'm rambling almost nonsensically again.
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(no subject) [Jul. 27th, 2010|01:57 am]
I paid 40 bucks today (well, yesterday now) to get Professor Layton and the Diabolical Box. You know how, in game stores, they don't actually keep the cartridges in the boxes to prevent shoplifting? The clerk put in the WRONG GAME. So now I have two copies of Professor Layton and the Curious Village.

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(no subject) [May. 2nd, 2010|03:34 am]
This account is really living up to its name, ain't it? >___>

Well, what can I ramble about? School is almost over. With the TAs strike over at UdM my Writing class will be done only upcoming Friday with the final exam. Can't wait to have the result of the other examination the guy gave us last week. I bet I was the best informed in the whole class about the topic he offered us.

I was kinda relieved by the final in Dictionary Analysis. I managed to scrape a better grade at the second paper, but nothing fantastic. The teacher (or her assistant, I can't tell) has a very idiosyncratic way of reading our answers, and regularly you want to bash her head in since she could only make the comments she make by construing the sentence to mean exactly the opposite of what it clearly means in context. She kept saying about the midterm we were gonna be asked about the matters, not the miscellanea... and all the questions regarding the texts she wanted us to read were strictly about very specific miscellanea! I have honestly never had a class whose grading left me so constantly bitter about it.

Medical translation was fun, but I don't think I'll ever finish that Vancouver 101 cheat sheet I promised the teacher, which is a shame, really, 'cause the Internet styleguide on the website of the NLM leaves to be desired.

The final exam in Introduction to Quebec Literature was... peculiar. Y'see the teacher was all over telling us how much she was going to ask broad sweeping question covering almost all of what we'd seen during the semester, in a style similar to the questions suggested for the midterms. So I printed some 30 pages of notes (No computers allowed, and I take all my notes by comp) and brought all seven books we had to read... and then she goes and ask questions only about the second half works! Argh. What was really annoying, though, is that this was an open book exam, and the university assigned our class not a teaching amphiteater, but a conference room. You know the kind with the miniature movable writing tablets attached to the chairs? We could not open the answering sheets without them sliding off! Before the exam I sat at the back and kept laughing as people entered and stared and cursed in utter disbelief.

For Easter I visited my dad and then we went to my sis'. I had a BAD cold, but fortunately some Pseudoephedrine Sudafed eventually fixed that. I barely slept for several nights in a row (woo... Sudafed is REALLY efficient at keeping me up), but the head cold was already doing that anyway. My bad dragged us to see Clash of the Titans. God did it made an awful raped mess out of Greek mythology. And the 3-d actually impeded the movie WAY more than it helped it. When you make a 3-d movie, you plan the damn movie accordingly. Otherwise it's just a USELESS gimmick which make the action seen a confused and nauseous mess.

Had seen Alice in Wonderland (non 3-d) before. I liked it. I greatly enjoyed it, but couldn't help feeling a bit let down. I mean, this is TIM the GODDAMN batman BURTON and Alice in Frickin Wonderland, so I kinda expected the man to break out the big guns storytelling wise, but what he served up felt a bit too conventional, not to mention the climactic battle felt rather out of place.

Tonight I went out kinda randomly and saw Kick-Ass. I greatly enjoyed it. The best aspect was definitely the more down-to-heart and practical aspects of real-life superhero antics (i.e. unexpected celebrity in the Internet age). I think toning down the obligatory romance subplot (though they did keep the obligatory all-dressed sex scene to a strict minimum) would have been a great improvement: since it never genuinely ties into the broader story, it feels like a waste of narrative juices and like they are trying to tell two separate stories at the same time. Similarly, making the fights less flashy would have helped reinforcing the whole "this is what this shit looks like in real life" vibe. Amusingly enough, this movie is rated R down in Canada's Official Underpants, but PG-13 up here in Quebec :DDD
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(no subject) [Mar. 22nd, 2010|12:21 pm]
So... My Introd. Qué. Litt. might not have brought up for me text I've enjoyed reading (though some have admittedly been interesting), it's greatly helped me understand what I liked and why.

Y'see, I grew up on Tintin, Astérix, Lucky Luke, Chrystine Brouillet, Perry Rhodan, Agatha Christie, Bob Morane, Lilian Jackson Braun, Sherlock Holmes, Isaac Asimov... All books and authors where things happen. As such I expect some sort of genuine plot when I read a book. A succession of events that ensues somewhat logically one from the other.

Unfortunately, the epitome of awesome literature in the 20th century, if the critics are to be believed, are rambling, mind-numbing accounts of the evolution of the major character's neuroses and how they interact with each others, both the character's and other characters'. This make for great reading if you are, oh I dunno, a psychiatrist, but if you want a plot you'd be better served looking at land grant charters.

I don't care that these are deep analyzable books. I can't help feeling there is a problem with the ambient critical approach in which it seems critics can't focus on characters if there is plot in the way. It seems as if plot is some sort of parasite of their dear characters.

I couldn't care less they can analyze Réjean Ducharme's L'Hiver de Force (Wild to Mild) into the next millennium and back. I still think it's barely readable tripe.
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(no subject) [Feb. 18th, 2010|04:32 pm]
[mood |dorkydorky]

Donc, ces jours-ci je lis Le Survenant. Comme je l'ai dit, c'est pas aussi insupportable que dans mes souvenirs. Toutefois il n'est pas impossible que le livre dans mes souvenirs soit plutôt Bonheur d'occasion... En tout les cas, c'est un roman d'amour, ce dont je n'ai jamais été particulièrement friand. Toutefois c'est un roman qui fait la part assez belle à du français québécois, et ça émoustille le linguiste amateur en moi comme c'est pas possible :p

J'ai remarqué un truc. J'en suis au chapitre 13 (soit plus de la moitié du livre), et il y a une petite triche dans la manière de présenter le personnage titre. Pour le rendre plus mystérieux, il est fait très attention de ne jamais employer son point de vue à lui, à l'exception d'un ou deux passages presque mystiques qui ne font qu'augmenter encore son aura de mystère. En outre, il n'a pour ainsi dire pas de défaut (et je vient de lire le passage où il s'en vante presque), et pour cause: jamais (du moins si je me souviens bien de ce que j'ai lu) on n'emploie le point de vue de quelqu'un qui ne l'aime pas, de ceux qui sont les "antagonistes". On vient d'avoir le point de vue d'Alphonsine, et c'était pour la faire "passer dans le camp" du Survenant. Je me demande si on va avoir le point de vue d'Amable-Didace ou de Pierre-Côme Provençal...
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Comptine: [Feb. 17th, 2010|06:35 pm]
Oh! U (bis)
Oh! Ursule (bis)
Pour toi d'amour mon coeur brûle (bis)

Il faudrait, il faudrait
Une pompe à vapeur
Pour éteindre le feu qui consume mon coeur


J'aime tes oreilles
En portes de grange
Elles me font penser
Aux ailes d'un ange.


J'aime tes cheveux
En forme de tignasse
Ils me font penser
Aux poils de ma vache.


J'aime tes grands pieds
Qui sentent le fromage
Si tu les lavais
Ce serait bien dommage.


J'aime ton gros nez
En forme de lucarne
Si tu le mouchais
Ca ferait tout un vacarme.


- J'aime tes sourcils
En forme de faucille
Ils me font penser
A des grosses chenilles


J'aime ta grande bouche
En forme de zig-zag
Elle me fait penser
A la mer et ses vagues


J'aime tes grands yeux,
Derrière tes lunettes.
Ils me font penser,
Aux phares de ta camionnette.


J'aime quand tu chante
Ça fait trembler les vitres
Si tu le faisait tout le temps
On n'aurait plus de moustiques


J'aime tes jambes poilues
Couvertes de cellulite
Elles me font penser
Aux collines de Saint-Tite

Les refrains suivants sont censurés :PCollapse )
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(no subject) [Jan. 23rd, 2010|02:10 am]

Internet mostly functional. Can't seem to get Messenger to work. Currently using a clone (aMSN).

Noticed that I have some WEIRD reading habits, a selection in no particular order of book recently added to my stuff at LibraryThing:
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Mr. computer, bring me an Internet... [Jan. 21st, 2010|02:00 pm]
[mood |gloomygloomy]

So, my OS has become dangerously unstable. I'm not entirely sure how exactly that happened, but my working hypothesis is a botched Trojan removal. How unstable do you ask? Well, let's put it this way: I didn't know Windows could crash at the login screen.

So I type this from the "second" Windows installation. Y'see, back around March of last year, my father came and we tried to fix the problem of my pirated Windows by reinstalling him. Long story short, we didn't start by wiping out the hard disk and right now I have two windows installation. I haven't yet managed to make this one fully functional. Amongst other problems I'm missing the graphic driver allowing for the correct 16:10 display (as opposed to the 5:4 display currently forced on my screen as I type this).

I'm gonna limp on it until I can have all the necessary files backed up on Charlene's old HD, and then, it'll be Operation Mindwipe.

Hopefully I can get the Internet working at home soon. At the moment it only works on wireless.
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(no subject) [Jan. 13th, 2010|01:48 pm]
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« Ce que j'ai fait durant mes vacances », ces mots ne font-ils pas horriblement primaire ? Et par « primaire », je n'entend pas « primitif », mais bien « première à sixième année ». Il y a peu de choses que j'aie autant détestées à l'époque (à l'exception peut-être de l'ensemble de ma classe de sixième année eux-mêmes) que ce genre de rédactions.
Pas seulement, en rétrospective, parce qu'il y a là une agaçante invasion de ma vie privéeCollapse )
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(no subject) [Jan. 4th, 2010|12:16 pm]

LiveJournal Username
Favorite ice cream
Favorite season
Thinks you're ass is tight:raptorscribe
Wants to lick hot chocolate off you're body:zerhakker
Wonders how good you are in bed:perpetual_poet
Wishes you would screw him/her on the spot:box_of_doom
Is romatically in love with you:lalachoy
Wishes you were gay so he/she could love you better:lostcleffahero
Hopes you'll take him/her to great heights (wink wink nudge nudge):zerhakker
Day dreams about having sex with you 24/7:xuxunette
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Oy, lostcleffahero! Call me, we need to talk ;p

I am, on the other hand, rather disturbed by the implication regarding zerhakker given he is a human brain plugged into an helicopter...
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Québécois à mon aide! [Dec. 13th, 2009|07:21 pm]

Dans quel ordre, du plus brillant au plus bête, classerez-vous ces insultes à l'intelligence?


(s'il faut en ajouter, ne vous gênez pas XD)
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Walt Disney love, Lefebvre style [Oct. 15th, 2009|12:41 am]

The Guillotine for Cinderella

You got that right. Her and all the other cotton candy love princesses that have blinded us too long. Enough is enough! It's high time we showed them their place. And that is inside a tower where no prince can possibly save them. All these perfect love stories have poisoned us for way too long.Collapse )

Lefebvre, Benoit (October 14, 2009) "Au donjon, Cendrillon", Avec prétention, Métro (Montreal), p. 38.
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Traduction: Roger Ebert [Oct. 14th, 2009|09:48 pm]

La Rage des Franges

Je ressasse diverses idées depuis un certain temps, mais j'ai été jusqu'ici peu enclin à les exprimer. Tant l'on maintenant fait depuis que rester silencieux est inutile. Le climat d'intense haine anti-Obama qui flotte sur notre pays m'effraie. Je ne parle parle pas des conservateurs traditionalistes ou des républicains. Ceux-là ont leur place dans le processus politique. Je parle d'une frange démente qui a l'écume à la bouche, d'une espèce de populace extrémiste [...]Collapse )

Roger Ebert (1 octobre 2009) "The anger of the festering fringe", Roger Ebert's Journal.
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(no subject) [Sep. 13th, 2009|09:24 am]
[mood |giddygiddy]

Went to visit Rhia-chan yesterday. Hadn't seen her in, like, forever. It was a nice walk from the metro station to her place, except where I misremembered the address and turned around maybe four houses before hers. She could have stood on her balcony and see me backtrack!

So much hilarity was had about that. Much talking each other's head off too. Talked about how I was famous at her school (I asked her whether I was famous for being the "boy she knows with Asperger's who's studying at uni" or "boy she knows who's compeltely crazy"), and really all sorts of random stuff. We dropped by the bookshop so she could buy me a birthday gift (my birthday is next Tuesday, September 15 *wink wink nudge nudge*), then we looked around fro a movie she wanted to buy (this one was amusing because she was totally looking it under the wrong letter XD), and she ended up deciding it'd be simpler to order it off Amazon.

We came back and had a lengthy argument about how much Livejournal and Facebook were so much fundamentally different (I think they take primarily very different means to similar ends, Rhia says they have nothing in common). There were also amusing remarks about aspects of my technological illiteracy. I'm actually scared by advanced cell phones, and I don't really care for Twitter and the aforementioned Facebook. Even thought I supposedly could get all the status updates on Rhia, it feels like it would just cheapen the experience when we actually get to meet face to face and talk.

I got to play DDR. Although I failed epicly last time I went to the arcade (GOD I'm out of shape!), I did pretty good at home, and not as bad as I expected on the home mat (I have a slightly padded version myself, which for known reason, I haven't used in a while, I might lend it to her, now that I think of it...). Then we did some Mario Kart, and I definitely failed epically at it. Y'see, the last race game I actually played was on the original NES, so the whole steering wheel controller of the Wii? not very good for me XD. I was CONSTANTLY shoving myself off track. Rhia said R (her boyfriend) was not good, but he TOTALLY trounced me. Also, a nice touch was that she had already made a wee for me ^__^ Then we played some rock band. I started with the battery. Primarily because Rhia "did NOT want to hear me at the mic", and I did NOT trust me at the guitar. I did fairly good at easy (She says the learning curve for DDR fans at the battery is pretty smooth), but messed up at medium (admittedly we were pretty far in the song list by that time XD). I also tried the mic, but did not do so good (I managed a two-phrases streak max :p). I did much betters on those songs I knew the lyrics (or had listened to said lyrics when Rhia was singing), though.

Then there was dinner in the form of hamburgers and some more talking. I left with my book and a selection of games. Y'see I've played out those games I had (except Brain Age, but it's not too much fun, honestly), and couldn't be bothered to buy new ones. Also I can finally play KH: Chain of Memories! I did not even know the DS could use GBA games. I was scared of touching that latch XD
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(no subject) [Aug. 19th, 2009|03:10 pm]

Digimon Adventure 02 - V-mon & Armadimon - GCollapse )

Gaston Lagaffe - Gaston & Prunelle - GCollapse )

Kookaburra - Kaïno Ladd, G (spoilers pour l'album 3)Collapse )

Lucky Luke - Lucky Luke, Averell - GCollapse )
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(no subject) [Aug. 19th, 2009|02:05 pm]
[mood |lethargiclethargic]

I guess it's time for an update about what I've been up to.

Been wanting to write. Fanfiction, Wikipedia, Wiktionary, something. Been too busy procrastinating. Re-started my WOTD series at Colourlovers, and gotta be careful not to let it die again. Recently found again the Sim City 4 box I knew I had laying somewhere. Been busy installing custom content for it. blackout12 came to visit last weekend for pride celebrations. We had lots of fun. Have to get done for the next 10 days with the food I have around (budgeting is hard!). Wanted to write more stuff for the drabble tree (compilation coming soon). Am now using AIM (sixcrazyguys) in addition to MSN (circeus AT hotmail.com). Chipped my glasses two days ago when I dropped them in the bathroom (WTF? I thought plastic is not supposed to chip, unlike glass??). Replayed through Drawn to Life (AAAARRGH Stupid Wilfre and and his STUPID scorpion!). I has a printer/scanner, which I have yet to use to actually _scan_ something. Have been mapping quite a bit, but not for the last week and a half because OMG THE HEAT, which has let off a bit today, yay. RS-san has officially become R-kun, and the other roommate is now S-kun. Neither are big talkers. S-kun in particular could almost be described as sullen. It's almost creepy in fact. Overall it's amusing how much we just stay each in our corners of the apartment.
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(no subject) [Jul. 13th, 2009|10:39 am]
Well, I actually managed to stuff everything leftover in a single box. Yay me!
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(no subject) [Jul. 12th, 2009|09:50 pm]
[mood |melancholymelancholy]

The move is (mostly) done and over. I say "mostly" because I still have to deal with some 2½ boxes. I know some stuff is going to stay in boxes because I just don't have nearly enough shelf space (I lost one of my two big bookshelves when I left Quebec City, and I did not get replace that space entirely, plus I have bought extra books since moving in Montreal). But I can live with that. I'm going to get a small computer desk soon.

The new room is nice. I got two roommates that are pretty cool so far (they're older than me if I'm not mistaken, it may be his haircut but I even think R-san is already balding o_O). RS-san was away most of today and left soon after the first cross-city U-Haul trip yesterday. As we were loading the second trip, rain started to fall, and when it rains, it pours goes the proverb. Fuck that was ridiculous. Violent thunderstorms. It calmed down after a while and fortunately we could avoid carrying the last two boxes of books in the rain (I was SO relieved to see none of my books seem to have been damaged by water.)

It seems like we're all three big computer users (RS-san's got a 5000$ flat-screen motherfucker!), so I suspect we're not gonna talk to each others all that much. Amusingly enough I turn out I have the master bedroom. It's got carpetting (not sure if that's a blessing or a curse. At least I don't have to worry nearly as much about the rolling chair being super annoying to the neighbours below, I guess) and is the biggest room. It's also one of the few windows in the place with screens, which is good, as we don't have AC.

The building's a stone throw from Atwater metro station (I love not having to take the bus to get to the metro!), and is amongst these awesome late 19th-century buildings. It's possibly the only post-1940 building on the whole street! XD I'm not sure yet whether I miss the old place or not. I'll get to see soon enough, I s'pose.
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Drabbles! [Jun. 24th, 2009|05:56 pm]

Une séries de drabbles (~100 mots) rédigées pour L'arbres à drabbles de Drakys.

Gaston Lagaffe - Gaston & Prunelle - G Collapse )

Disque-Monde - Vimaire - GCollapse )

Sandman - Death - PGCollapse )

Wasabi - Hubert - GCollapse )

Le Cinquième Élément - Corben & Ruby - GCollapse )

Villa Cosmos, Marron Flower & Edel, GCollapse )

Digimon - n/d - GCollapse )

Original (capitaine et lieutenant) - n/d - GCollapse )

Digimon - n/d - GCollapse )

Digimon (original) - Leormon/Mantarou - RCollapse )
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(no subject) [Jun. 19th, 2009|03:25 pm]
Bon, je sais pas si c'était stupide ou pas, mais j'ai créé une communauté Franco équivalente à statements. On verra bien ce que ça donne.

ETA: ça se passe ici: declarer
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(no subject) [May. 23rd, 2009|12:39 pm]
[mood |blahblah]

funny pictures
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(no subject) [May. 8th, 2009|11:11 pm]

Un journée de jardinage productive!
Je suis allée à la pépinière et suis revenue avec une dizaines d'espèces, toutes natives.Collapse )
Ursula Vernon (8 mai 2009) Sans titre, Bark Like A Fish, Damnit!.
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(no subject) [May. 6th, 2009|01:24 pm]
[mood |stressedstressed]

So. Earlier today my landlady sprang one on me. Apparently she made an application to the local social agency for an extra user (my landlady actually manages a home for people with mental impairment), and I should try to move out be early July.

Turns out she'd called my dad first (she apparently began the administrative process months ago) to let him know, and it was his idea not to let me know "not to stress me out". Well, trust me, with only two months' actual warning, I am fucking stressing out!. I mean, my semester ended nearly three weeks ago, and in any case, it would have been only polite to tell me earlier. You'd think these people would remember how much I'm constantly ranting that I'm always the last person being told about these things!
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OMG GET THIS FREAK OFF [May. 4th, 2009|12:59 am]
[mood |gloomygloomy]

I'm using this icon and it is damnably appropriate.

Earlier I had the worst run-in in the series I've been cumulating with house centipedes. My ankle felt tingly just above the sock line. I assumed it was just a fold from y bathrobe dangling down and tickling, so I reached with my hand to brush it off.

It didn't quite consciously register within the half-second that my hand had touched something that should not have been there. It must have somewhat because I still pulled back away form the desk allowing light to come in and that's when I saw the fucker scrambling toward the cover of the bed's underside.

Cue freak out.

Yes, I'm a pansy when it comes to anything with more than six-legs, heck, anything that looks like it's got more than six legs. Spiders have me running. Woodlice make me climb on chairs like a cartoon maid. For some reason (I still say it's because I'm a character in a sitcom in another dimension, that or a god, somewhere, is pointing at a tv screen and laughing his head off at me), I've run into more house centipedes since coming in this room two years ago than anything except flies. Pretty much every single of these experience has carved itself a special new place in my nightmares. But these things had NEVER actually climbed on me. This Frankensteinian son of a cranefly and a scolopender had been rubbing its grubby first pair of spindly members in my skin.

It had to die.

Anyway, back to the narrative. By "freak out" I mean "screaming and highly creative levels of cursing" (involving Buddha, Muhammad, Jesus, the whole incestuously extended Holy Family, lotsa chocolate syrup and a ham sandwich, for starters), followed by running out of the room like a demon out of a holy water Katrina-grade hurricane. The only reason I didn't freak out anybody else in the house is that I rent a basement room (going a long way to explain the things, admittedly) and everybody was busy upstairs with visitors.

So I'm there, still shaking out on the edge of hysteria and trying to avoid just running upstairs and curling into a corner because if I don't go back there, I will not be able to make sure the stilted motherfucker is out of the room by the time I go to sleep. I've been told the things are photophobic, so I grab the industrial-grade flashlight (my landlords actually manage a residence for mentally challenged people, so there are a lot of high-grade things around) to make sure the ghoulish silent horror gets out.

Photophobic my ass. He was right there by the edge of the shadow near the corner, chillaxin' as if waiting for me to mount a proper challenge to his multiple-asses. I had to nearly smack it with the thing to get it to move. Ensued scrambling to kick away various items under which it attempted to hide (namely my laptop carrying bag and schoolbag). As it rushed for the closet, my eyes fell on my slippers.

I own a pair of heavy rigid rubber slippers lined with wool. They were a gift from my godmother last Christmas. I can never be too grateful for it now. I grabbed the thing and in a mighty SLAM it was all over, tiny chitinous bit flying everywhere.

I haven't dared yet lift the damned piece of footwear, because that would be, like, y'know, looking into a used kleenex. And this is one of those things that are not necessarily a good idea to do when you're an aspie. I figure the ensuing cleaning will involve long-handled mops, plenty of industrial-grade soap or bleach, and a lot of abuse from a rigid-bristled brush.

Is it necessary to mention my feet have not touched the floor of the room since the incident ? (Fortunately I can use my bed to reach the door easily.)
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(no subject) [May. 2nd, 2009|12:39 pm]

The National Question for Dummies
Note: if there is interest, I might decide to translate more of this book. Tell me!

A couple years ago, a recently arrived South-American called me about "an important question". When we met he was straightforward.

"What's this sovereignty business?" Before I could say a thing, he continued with obvious worry: I read that Quebec wants to separate from Canada. Is that right? Can it really happen?"

If you want the shortest answer, it's 'yes'.Collapse )

Victor Armony (2007) "La question nationale pour les nuls", in Le Québec expliqué aux immigrants, Montréal: VLB, coll. "partis pris actuels", pp. 93-98. ISBN 978-2-89005-985-6
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(no subject) [May. 1st, 2009|09:41 pm]

71. La Diplomatie Publique
Faites-nous un beau sourire

Le mantra a surgi dans l'après 11 septembre. On s'est mis à l'entendre de la part des politiciens de toutes allégeances, la "solution" à cette cette Haine avec un grand H "qu'ils ont pour nous": laissez-nous seulement vous expliquer à quel point nous sommes génial.Collapse )

John Tirman (2006) "71. Public Diplomacy", 100 Ways America is Screwing up the World, pp. 184-187, New York: Harper Perennial. ISBN 978-0-06-113301-5.

Sources des citations de Tirman: {1} {2} {3} {4} {5}
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(no subject) [Apr. 30th, 2009|08:52 pm]

Splitting the State

Every day, there are people, the same ones every time, who demand that our state corporations be privatized. If they can't get what they want, they'll order that rates be hiked so their taxes can be lowered.Oh, yes, it was great when they privatized Petro CanadaCollapse )

Lauzon, Léo-Paul, "Scinder la Caisse", Métro (Montreal), April 30, 2009, p. 30.
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(no subject) [Apr. 29th, 2009|08:46 pm]
[mood |excitedexcited]

White Barbarian

I'm ten. Every week for French class we are required to select one book from the class library. I already can't stand the classical authors, so I reach for a gamebook. The searing glare from my teacher confirms that just because I'm allowed to take the book doesn't mean I can. I take it anyway.
I'm twelve. The RPG moral panic has reached France.Collapse )
Poulpy, "Barbare blanc", Poulpy (blog), December 29, 2008, versions taken on April 29, 2009.
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another translation exercise [Apr. 24th, 2009|07:21 pm]
[mood |dorkydorky]

Dubai, city of contradictions

I'm writing in from Dubai. Ritziest city in the world. More so than the Quartier DIX30! Yup yup, that is possible. What I'm doing here? Well I wanted a 75-foot diamond-covered yacht. Nah, just family vacations. An idea from my sister-in-law. As a naturally curious Homo Sapiens, I also wanted to see the city with more contradictions than a disillusioned Canadiens fan.
What contradictions, you ask?Collapse )
Lefebvre, Benoit. "Dubaï, ville contradictoire", Avec prétention, Métro (Montreal), April 23, 2009, p. 30.
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MEME: Cartoon and animated movies [Apr. 14th, 2009|11:41 pm]

- X what you saw
- O what you haven't finished/saw sizable portions
- Bold what you loved
- Italics for what you disliked/hated
- Leave unchanged if neutral
Read more...Collapse )
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(no subject) [Mar. 25th, 2009|12:26 pm]
For the last few days I have been utterly unable to connect on MSN. I'm starting to wonder if that's the stupid AVG update giving me hell.


This is why I don't like computer security.
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(no subject) [Feb. 4th, 2009|11:17 pm]
[mood |quixoticquixotic]

J'arrive à Honoré-Beaugrand en métro. Une madame me réveille pasque, à moitié endormi, j'ai pas remarqué. Alors que je me dirige vers l'escalier je remarque un autre gars endormi dans le wagon d'à côté. Je remonte donc:

Circéus: *shake shake*
Gars: "LÂCHE MOÉ!"
Circéus: "Scuse, c'pasqu'on est arrivé à Honoré-Beaugrand"
Gars: "Je l'sais! Fout-moi 'a paix!"

Je n'ai pas eu le temps de ressortir du wagon que les portes se refermaient. Un employé m'a fait signe de ne pas paniquer (ce que je n'aurais pas fait de toute façon. Ça m'était déjà arrivé.).

Les incongruités se sont poursuites. J'avais un bon vingt minutes à attendre la bus dans le . Comme j'arrêtait pas de presque m'endormir debout, j'ai décidé de m'installer sur l'escalier roulant en descente pour me forcer à marcher. Avançons jusqu'à cinq minute splus tard, lorsque deux policiers du SPVM sorte de la station. S'ensuit le dialogue suivant:

Policier: "On fait de l'exercice?"
Circéus: J'avais peur de m'endormir et de manquer ma bus.
Policier: "C'pasque t'as pas le droit de faire ça, tu sais?"
Circéus: "Ah bon"

Je cease and desist donc, mais depuis je ne peux m'empêcher de me demander pour quel délit j'aurais bien pu obtenir une contravention. À quelle genre de règlement municipal pouvais-je bien contrevenir? "Flânage"? Dans un terminus d'autobus? "Trouble de l'ordre public"? "Marche dangereuse"? "Muffin au volant à l'escalier roulant"? "Zouaverie sans permis"??

Vous vous imaginez vous présenter devant le juge par la suite pour contester la contravention. La juge demande "C'est une contravention pour quoi?" et vous répondez "Pour avoir marché à contresens". Voilà bien un plan pour se faire assigner pour outrage au tribunal!
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(no subject) [Jan. 22nd, 2009|06:22 pm]
[mood |blankblank]

Dites, est-e que je suis le seul à penser que la "trouvaille" du maire Tremblay concernant le nouveau machins de vélos en libre-service est vraiment du plus haut ridicule? M'enfin, c'est vrai quoi, bixi? C'est un nom que je ne donnerait même pas à un hamster!

I need to lend my ass a good kicking and get to work on that Tentomon/Koushirou story, dammit. Also must remember to send that email regarding the Leortarou pic commission.
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(no subject) [Jan. 20th, 2009|12:06 pm]
[mood |artisticartistic]

The investiture ceremony reminds me of church: "You may stand, you may sit etc.".
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Du management et de la traduction [Jan. 12th, 2009|11:01 am]
[mood |nerdynerdy]

Concernant cette fameuse fermeture du Archambault, mentionnée il y a quelques jours, voici des détails via le Métro d'aujourd'hui:

La directrice du marketing chez Archambault, Diane Langlois, a tenu vendredi à clarifier la situation concernant la fermeture de la succursale du Complexe les Ailes, survenue le 31 décembre.

"Nous n'avions pas de bail avec Ivanhoe Cambridge [le gestionnaire du Complexe], mais une entente selon laquelle il pouvait mettre fin à notre location en nous donnant un délai de 30 jours pour vider les lieux. Un autre locataire est vraisemblablement prêt à débourser plus que nous pour cet emplacement. Voilà pourquoi nous soutenons que la fermeture est due à des raison hors de notre contrôle", a expliqué à Métro Mme Langlois.

Selon elle, le magasin, qui employait une quarantaine de personnes, était rentable, mais ne l'aurait plus été si la direction avait décidé de payer le même montant pour la location que le nouveau preneur. "Archambault est en bonne santé financière. On pourrait avoir autre chose à annoncer sous peu", dit Mme Langlois lorsqu'on lui demande si un autre magasin ouvrira au centre-ville.

Une dizaine d'emplois ont toutefois été perdus. Une trentaine d'employés ont été embauchés dans d'autres magasins de la chaîne.

Côté traduction, admirez donc cette superbe bourde de servilité traductive relevé dans Les plus beaux fleuves du monde (Paolo Novaresio et. al., 2006, traduit par Marie-Odile Kastner et Cécile Bréffort. Paris: White Star, 88-6112-012-1): "les rapide de Lachine ('la Chine' en français)". Hum... j'aurais jamais deviné!
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(no subject) [Jan. 9th, 2009|01:13 pm]
[mood |moodymoody]

Went to check on Alice earlier today. One aspect is depressing, the other is both amusing ansd annoying.

Depressing part is that although the guy had the connector piece out of the jack, there was still no sound either from the jack (I had earphones with me and I used them to check) or the built-in speakers. It looks like there is a misconnection in the jack or something (which has indeed been physically damaged in the incidents: some of the outer rings were broken), which would require its replacement, a cost of ~140+$ which I'm not clear I can afford ATM. According to the technician, another option is an external soundcard, however 1) I am fairly sure these do not come with integrated sound jacks and 2) The card would jut out of Alice at the worst possible place and pretty much completely prevent me from using a mouse.

Amusing/annoying part is that I'm currently working with two Desjardins account these days: my Quebec City-based Moulin-des-Mères account and the local Saint-Victor one. This is so that it is easy and quick to replace at least one of the cards if I lose it. I have yet, however, to take the time to formally transfer my student loan deposits to this new account. As a result, I need to constantly transfer money to the Saint-Victor account because I am currently also without the Moulin-des-Mères account card. When I went earlier this week to leave Alice, I forgot about the 40$ quotation fees, but I had to come back anyway, so we figured I'd pay at that time. When I went today, I couldn't pay because the guy told me the fee was 59$ (I had ~66$ in the Saint-Victor account at that point), unfortunately, with taxes that amounted to 69$, so I couldn't pay XD But that didn't matter much anyway because I had not expected the guy to be finished already, and so didn't have the carrier bag with me at the time.
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(no subject) [Jan. 7th, 2009|11:31 am]
Oh, and in case you had not inferred from the previous journal, my presence on MSN wil be erratic at best until I recover Alice, so E-mail and LJ mesages are the best way to contact me until then (and I can't gurantee answers to be nearly as fast as they would normally be).
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Billinguism is fun! [Jan. 6th, 2009|11:53 am]

English: Forgetfulness and AliceCollapse )
Français: de la stupidité de certains auteursCollapse )
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(no subject) [Jan. 3rd, 2009|12:37 pm]
funny pictures
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(no subject) [Dec. 24th, 2008|02:42 pm]
[mood |grumpygrumpy]

When I arrive last Friday, I reminded dad (complete with bullet points)
-I sleep in the basement which has no sound insulation whatsoever from the ground floor
-Their room is right above where I sleep
-I have a light sleep

And hence I'd rather not know about certain, ahem, things.

I do NOT know what it was they did yesterday afternoon. I do NOT WANT to know. But it makes me wish I had had my earphone issues fixed.

Now I hear Charles (Dad's SO's son) has a girlfriend over. She's gonna sleep here.

I need to see if I can find a tape recorder.
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