by christmas frenzy.
office is getting quieter and more hollow as more people leaving for long holidays. miss my wife and my son so much. time passes painfully slow these days.
once again, i firmly believe time is mostly psychological. it's relative, particularly for human perspective. sometimes even five minutes feel longer than forever. and other, even several days seem shorter than a minute. it is so subjective. now, time is just standing still, to me.
i'm so, maybe too, distracted by whole different imaginations, ifs, sounds, songs, greetings, bell rings, and so forth. (*)
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
Monday, December 20, 2004
Heavy snowfall warning this time
" Heavy snowfall warning for
Wawa - Pukaskwa park continued" - - - Environment Canada (ec)
at least i'm not bored. for last weekend, ec gave me a gift of "extreme cold warning," and now, of "heavy snowfall warning." so this is the way northern ontarians live in winter, eh?
ec forecasted that 15 to 30 centimetres of snow will fall tonight and into tuesday.
almost everything i experience here in wawa is fresh, brand new. i'm not sarcastic or dismissive here at all. rather, i'm truly astounded by the sheer amount of precipitation, i.e., snow, and sheer level of cold.
maybe my wife isn't happy to hear what i'm saying, but honestly, i like here. i like this town - landscape, scenery, size, atmosphere, and so forth. well, it'll be even better if the size, population i mean, is a bit bigger, say some 10,000 to 30,000. but, on second thought, some 3,000 is just okay, i guess.
if it was not winter, it must have been much easier for me to get familiar with this new town and all, but mainly because of this intimidating force of nature, i didn't have enough time to look around and to be familiar with surrounding areas.
it'll take a bit more time, but sooner than later, i'll be able to settle down quite well, i'm certain. (*)
Wawa - Pukaskwa park continued" - - - Environment Canada (ec)
at least i'm not bored. for last weekend, ec gave me a gift of "extreme cold warning," and now, of "heavy snowfall warning." so this is the way northern ontarians live in winter, eh?
ec forecasted that 15 to 30 centimetres of snow will fall tonight and into tuesday.
almost everything i experience here in wawa is fresh, brand new. i'm not sarcastic or dismissive here at all. rather, i'm truly astounded by the sheer amount of precipitation, i.e., snow, and sheer level of cold.
maybe my wife isn't happy to hear what i'm saying, but honestly, i like here. i like this town - landscape, scenery, size, atmosphere, and so forth. well, it'll be even better if the size, population i mean, is a bit bigger, say some 10,000 to 30,000. but, on second thought, some 3,000 is just okay, i guess.
if it was not winter, it must have been much easier for me to get familiar with this new town and all, but mainly because of this intimidating force of nature, i didn't have enough time to look around and to be familiar with surrounding areas.
it'll take a bit more time, but sooner than later, i'll be able to settle down quite well, i'm certain. (*)
Sunday, December 19, 2004
bone-chilling cold
minus thirty three, and minus forty three with windchill. i'm not kidding. it's real cold. bone-chilling cold. you must be very careful for not exposing your bare skin too long, say, more than a few minutes.
everything was dead frozen: car, stairs, houses, lakes, road signs, and all.
was amazed to find my honda civic still can start, although not without a few cranking, strange noise, like 'klklklklkklkl....,' but it worked!
Wandered around the town for a while, looking around snow blanketed houses, ever growing snow banks, frozen wawa lake, cozy looking smokes from chimneys....
Sunny, shiny, but extremely cold. What a day.
here is what i wrote last winter, i guess (interesting read, at least to me):
everything was dead frozen: car, stairs, houses, lakes, road signs, and all.
was amazed to find my honda civic still can start, although not without a few cranking, strange noise, like 'klklklklkklkl....,' but it worked!
Wandered around the town for a while, looking around snow blanketed houses, ever growing snow banks, frozen wawa lake, cozy looking smokes from chimneys....
Sunny, shiny, but extremely cold. What a day.
here is what i wrote last winter, i guess (interesting read, at least to me):
Thursday, January 15, 2004
Bone-chilling cold & One-day Volunteering
Severe windchill warning is still here, alive and well. Minus 22, but it feels like minus 32 due to gusty winds.
It’s getting even worse as night falls. Minus 32 to 35, but windchill is up to the point of “danger” as it feels like minus 42 to 45.
Where am I? Arctic? Siberia? It’s incredible.
---
Went to the a government office to do a volunteering work, for which I entered the org's gas bill data for 2001 and 2002. It was mundane, boring and tedious job. I expected it, but it was worse than I guessed.
I hurried away from the gov office, which made me feel trapped. They, so-called “public workers,” were definitely not the type I endeared. They were living the life of unchallenged. They were a sort of tightly linked ally, enjoying their safe and prestigious “nest.”
It seemed to me that they have stayed without any change, let alone challenge, there too long. They were addicted to their sweet and cozy “status quo.”
I didn’t like it, didn’t like the atmosphere, at all. I was very happy that I don’t have to go there more than once. Unless I had got a job for the IES, I might go there more than twice. But thankfully, I got to have a perfect excuse for not going there. What a relief. (*)
Severe windchill warning is still here, alive and well. Minus 22, but it feels like minus 32 due to gusty winds.
It’s getting even worse as night falls. Minus 32 to 35, but windchill is up to the point of “danger” as it feels like minus 42 to 45.
Where am I? Arctic? Siberia? It’s incredible.
---
Went to the a government office to do a volunteering work, for which I entered the org's gas bill data for 2001 and 2002. It was mundane, boring and tedious job. I expected it, but it was worse than I guessed.
I hurried away from the gov office, which made me feel trapped. They, so-called “public workers,” were definitely not the type I endeared. They were living the life of unchallenged. They were a sort of tightly linked ally, enjoying their safe and prestigious “nest.”
It seemed to me that they have stayed without any change, let alone challenge, there too long. They were addicted to their sweet and cozy “status quo.”
I didn’t like it, didn’t like the atmosphere, at all. I was very happy that I don’t have to go there more than once. Unless I had got a job for the IES, I might go there more than twice. But thankfully, I got to have a perfect excuse for not going there. What a relief. (*)
Saturday, December 18, 2004
401 Forester?
a few days ago, i had an opportunity to go a small town named 'hornepayne' to attend an lcc meeting as an observer, to be more familiar with the large-scaled forestry process. on my way to get to the town, i had a companion, who defined me as '401 forester,' after knowing that i graduated from the university of toronto.
401 is the most crowded and busiest highway in ontario (and perhaps in canada), and functions as a symbol of fast and brainless expansion of the biggest city in canada. calling a person 401 forester is, therefore, not necessarily results from good intention, but, maybe from teasing or even mean slendering.
i liked the word, however. ever since he defined me as such, that expression has never fazed from my mind.
401 forester: a forester who studied at the u of t. yeah, that's me.
by the way, without any elaborated, well-organized plan in mind, 401-forester blog is launched, rather attracted by the word itself. not sure how often i can keep records here, 'cause i alreay have enough - or maybe 'more than enough' - blogs here and there.
sooner than later, therefore, sorting them out will be strongly needed. anyways, this is the first blog here.
- fin -
401 is the most crowded and busiest highway in ontario (and perhaps in canada), and functions as a symbol of fast and brainless expansion of the biggest city in canada. calling a person 401 forester is, therefore, not necessarily results from good intention, but, maybe from teasing or even mean slendering.
i liked the word, however. ever since he defined me as such, that expression has never fazed from my mind.
401 forester: a forester who studied at the u of t. yeah, that's me.
by the way, without any elaborated, well-organized plan in mind, 401-forester blog is launched, rather attracted by the word itself. not sure how often i can keep records here, 'cause i alreay have enough - or maybe 'more than enough' - blogs here and there.
sooner than later, therefore, sorting them out will be strongly needed. anyways, this is the first blog here.
- fin -
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