November is the month when I curl up into the fetal position and start crying. Its going to be a terrible month.

I saw Tron yesterday. The story was interesting, but the movie itself really sucked. The visuals were insane though. It’s definitely worth seeing if you haven’t seen it before, just for the visuals alone.

Has anyone else seen it? Leave a comment with what you think of the movie.

I never understood that whole 4 out of 5 dentists recommend Sugar Mountain thing until today. I guess if people go there then dentists get more money or something? Some dentists have walls of fame for good teeth though. This is completely different than my experience with dentists.

Anyway, I figured since I shaved this morning, I’ll go through my shaving routine, for anyone who does not know how to shave. I wasn’t taught to shave by my father: I was given a stick with a sharp shard of metal attached and told to scrape my face with it. I have learned through trial and error so you do not have to, good friends!

First of all, turn on some sweet tunes (but don’t dance while shaving), get all your shaving stuff together in one place, and remove your shirt. Doing things shirtless makes you feel awesome (or maybe that’s just me?). Next, moisten the area you will be shaving with HOT water (I’ll just assume it your face). This opens up the pores, and I guess that’s a good thing, yes? Now, apply your shaving creme to your face (badger brush and traditional creme, or out of a can or whatever you use), but make sure your face is still wet. When the area is suitably lathered, take your razor and begin shaving your face in slow, even strokes, going WITH the grain (hair everywhere except on top of the head usually grows towards the ground, so shave downwards). This is especially important if your hair is curly in any way, because if you shave against the grain, when the hair grows back it will grow into your skin and you will develop razor bumps (in-grown hairs). They hurt, and they itch, and they don’t go away very quickly. AVOID RAZOR BUMPS. Make sure you rinse off the razor blade often. I rinse off the blade with cold water after every stroke, but I don’t know if that’s better for you or something. I do know that it feels cool against your skin. Make sure that you’re not pressing hard against your face: let the blade do the work.

When you’re done shaving, rinse off your face with COLD water to close your pores, and put on some moisturizer. Shaving scrapes off outer layers of skin, leaving fresh skin exposed to the harsh elements of your apartment. Moisturizer helps your skin recover from it’s traumatic experience. After the moisturizer is applied and dry, you may put on some after-shave, if you wish. Dry off your razor to prevent rust.

Now for the specifics. If your hair is very coarse, or you usually shave when you have alot of growth, replace your blade after every 4 or so shavings. I replace my razor after every 3-4th shaving because I like it to be sharp. If you know how to shave, you’re more likely to cut your face with a dull razor than a sharp one. This is because with a sharp blade you let the razor do the work, and with a dull one you need to press harder against your face to get the desired result. If you have finer hair then you can probably go longer without replacing your blade.

I use Bic disposable single blade razors, because my hair is very curly. The single blade razors cut the hair close enough to my liking, and I don’t mind having to go over some areas more than once to get any extra hair. I used to use a Mach 3 blade, but I found that it cut my hair too close to the skin, which resulted in the dreaded razor bumps when my hair grew back in and burrowed its way into my skin. This is the same reason why I don’t shave against the grain. I’m perfectly fine giving up a closer shave to make sure I don’t get bumps all over my face. The pursuit of the close shave is just an advertising gimmick, as most men will not be able to have a completely smooth face.

I just realized that pretty much everything I’ve said here is from a male perspective. I don’t shave my legs or my armpits so I can’t really give you any input on this, ladies! (or swimmers… or people who like shaving all the hair on their body… like Mike Henry!) Sorry!

1.) The nice lady cashiers at Loblaws who I have conversations with about their day, and how the one lady hurt her hand and I was concerned about it and stuff

2.) People with K. Fed hats fighting with beer bottles outside my window. POPOZAO

3.) The pot smokers who lived in the apartment above mine. The smoke wafted into my room and woke me up. So did your yelling. Both of these things were mildly annoying, but I miss you for some reason

4.) Being able to play my music as loud as I want to

5.) People not visiting me (wait, I hated this!)

6.) DIAMOND SHAWARMA, the best sweet sauce in Ottawa, and the cute daughter who worked there, and the awesome son who let me play his PSP and talked to us about how Massari was a drug dealer

7.) The downhill roll down Besserer to the mall, on my skateboard

During my solitary walks down the streets and avenues of downtown Ottawa, I have time to think to myself about things which are remarkable to myself only.

On the walk home from class today I ruminated on the notion of crushes and infatuation. Anyone who knows me knows that I develop crushes on people for the most inane reasons-take, for example, the girl who works at the bakery on Elgin Street. She was quite comely, with a pleasant air about her (read: she was cute in the indie sort of way, so if I spoke with her I’d turn into a gibbering mass of idiot. Also, she works at a bakery. I have a thing for girls who work in “unusual” places… but this tangent has gone on too long, so back to the story). When I went to pay for my slice of lemon loaf, she glanced at my wallet and her eyes grew to the size of pie plates. “I used to have that wallet!” she exclaimed. Immediately my crush on her grew to the size of a small planet (or maybe not, considering Pluto isn’t one anymore), and Nana’s Postulate was set into motion. This postulate states: if Nana’s crush exceeds the size of a small moon or fully-armed and operational battle station, then Nana believes girl loves him. The step after this is usually something stupid and embarassing, so I’ll skip it. After this, the whole thing ends in disaster and I retreat to my subterranean lair, close my milky white eyes, and hibernate for a thousand years.

However, this time I didn’t do anything. After she said the wallet thing, I just responded with a “Really? I’ve had this since I was 5!” (I’ll talk about how I give away too much personal information to strangers later) and a “See you later!” and left the bakery.

The above story was merely a set-up for the real subject at hand: crushes, and people reactions to them. People develop crushes all the time. I know a fellow who has a crush on Kristin Kreuk, who plays Lana Lang on Smallville. Crushes are harmless, and let us know the things that we like about people. They sometimes develop into something else, but most of the time they don’t.

A problem I, and probably many other people have, is that we develop crushes on everyone. I can go outside right now and walk down Elgin and find another girl to have a crush on. I have crushes on my male friends and my female friends, and on people’s mothers (and sometimes their fathers). This is obviously problematic, so I’ve stolen an idea I read on Dinosaur Comics a few months ago: friendship crushes.

The difference between a friendship crush and a crush on someone you could be interested in is a very subtle difference. In fact, the crushes are impossible to differentiate between unless you sit down and think about where they’re coming from. When you have a crush on someone you know, it usually just means that you want to spend more time with them, and get to know them. When it’s a crush on someone of the sex you are attracted to, then this can be misconstrued as wanting to have a relationship with said person. If you just want to hang out alot then you probably just have a friendship crush on an awesome person! If you want to have sweet makeouts and kisses or something, it is probably something else. If it’s a crush on someone’s parents, it just means that they’re sweet parents, my friends!

“But what about the crushes on random people, Nana?” you ask? Well I’m weird, and if you’re reading this you already know that. I’m sure bakery girl is nice, but I won’t be proposing any time soon, because she won’t say yes until I buy more pastries (that was a joke, I feel like I have to clarify that for some reason).

I just know that someone is going to come here and say that I’m just talking about liking someone’s character or something. Then they’ll say that friendship crushes don’t exist. But friendship crushes are different than that. Also, if you say that then you will cause my friendship crush to fade a bit, I think!

http://www.qwantz.com/index.pl?comic=710

I read this on the back of some little kid’s t-shirt when I was walking home from school today. I saw this as a direct challenge to my authority, and in response, I overtook the kid…who’s the loser now?

This is the best performance ever on Conan O’Brien.
I’m still bitter that they broke up.