Teleportation would be useful!
Apr. 10th, 2003 09:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Specially on days like today when there's blocked lanes all over the highway. It's like doing the slalom in extreme slow motion, surrounded by thousands of others doing the same thing.
In other news - Cerulean Sins should arrive today or tomorrow. My pre-ordered copy has been shipped. Yes, it's late, but that's okay cause I still have an exam on Monday and a final project to work on.
Then I'm free. And it literally feels that way, though not so much I imagine as the uncertainty and euphoria in Iraq, for many people. (No, I'm not going to comment on the war any more than that.)
SARS is very scary around here, in a lot of ways. I can't believe that people who get called and told, "You've been exposed to a potentially deadly disease. Please quarantine yourself for 10 days." would actually ignore that firstly. (They think they can't be infectious because they're not showing symptoms, maybe?) The worst though is that someone apparently had his family lie to the Public Health folks when they called up daily to see how he was doing. And even though he started to show symptoms, he kept going to work. Now, I heard this on the news, and I don't know more details than that. (He worked at a Hewlett-Packard plant, maybe, but I'm not sure I'm remembering that properly.) Still, am I the only one who finds that absolutely chilling?
How many other people are out there working, even knowing they might be infecting friends and coworkers with something that could kill them?
One student had to go write an exam. Okay, that one I can actually understand. Teenagers don't always think clearly, and exams have such huge impact. Mind you, I expect that the school would much rather have figured out something for the student rather than having 1100 people quarantined, and the school closed for a week.
Sigh. Life just gets scarier and scarier. I am reminded of that lovely Cree woman I gave a ride to Kingston back a few years ago. The one who told me that the end of the world would be in 2003.
Uhm. Yeah.
It just might.
In other news - Cerulean Sins should arrive today or tomorrow. My pre-ordered copy has been shipped. Yes, it's late, but that's okay cause I still have an exam on Monday and a final project to work on.
Then I'm free. And it literally feels that way, though not so much I imagine as the uncertainty and euphoria in Iraq, for many people. (No, I'm not going to comment on the war any more than that.)
SARS is very scary around here, in a lot of ways. I can't believe that people who get called and told, "You've been exposed to a potentially deadly disease. Please quarantine yourself for 10 days." would actually ignore that firstly. (They think they can't be infectious because they're not showing symptoms, maybe?) The worst though is that someone apparently had his family lie to the Public Health folks when they called up daily to see how he was doing. And even though he started to show symptoms, he kept going to work. Now, I heard this on the news, and I don't know more details than that. (He worked at a Hewlett-Packard plant, maybe, but I'm not sure I'm remembering that properly.) Still, am I the only one who finds that absolutely chilling?
How many other people are out there working, even knowing they might be infecting friends and coworkers with something that could kill them?
One student had to go write an exam. Okay, that one I can actually understand. Teenagers don't always think clearly, and exams have such huge impact. Mind you, I expect that the school would much rather have figured out something for the student rather than having 1100 people quarantined, and the school closed for a week.
Sigh. Life just gets scarier and scarier. I am reminded of that lovely Cree woman I gave a ride to Kingston back a few years ago. The one who told me that the end of the world would be in 2003.
Uhm. Yeah.
It just might.
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Date: 2003-04-10 09:52 am (UTC)On the other hand... I have to admit I've just about ceased worrying about it. Gradually, I've come to figure out that there's no sense dwelling on those things I can't particularly change.
Somewhere, the world is always ending. Whether it's my world or someone else's is all just luck of the draw... or whim of a capricious universe.
Not much else to do but pick up the pieces and keep going.
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Date: 2003-04-10 01:20 pm (UTC)Yes. But see, I don't fret about it, I just occasionally speculate.
It's a different point of view.