http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:Wimchomble&section=today deviantART RSS for by:Wimchomble en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Wed, 09 Dec 2009 12:55:27 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://Wimchomble.deviantart.com/journal/24466199/ http://Wimchomble.deviantart.com/journal/24466199/ Wed, 29 Apr 2009 12:26:31 PDT Man it's hot... 31 degrees in April. I feel like I'm going to pass out.
Anyway, ciao.

Edit: Also, for anyone who ends up going to Killarney Provincial Park in Ontario this summer, this picture which I took back in October is on the front cover of the park tabloid: [link] . Check it, y'all.

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Anyhow, I hope you like the new pictures... oh, and here's an obligatory "woot" for 1,000 pageviews!

Take care of yourselves, everyone. Behave. Live. Love. Lemon.

Wimchomble

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So have a good spring/summer/autumn and so on until I get back onto DA, whenever that'll be. Bye bye!

Sylvain

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A few dozen of these page views have occurred in the past hour or so, which is because, as those of you watching me will note (dare I say without being too annoyed?) I just went on a big uploading spree, all the uploads being of older material.

I just got my computer back from the shop today, where it's been for the last few weeks being repaired. So, now I can get back to my real work, which means goodbye DA! Well, at least I won't be nearly as active now, but I'll come on regularly for the next month, I'm sure. Then... I'm headed back to Killarney! On May 3rd! YAY!!! As of this writing, that's 33 days away (I must be excited - I never write numbers numerically....)

Thank you to everyone who's taken the time to comment on my things; it means a lot to me.

After returning from Killarney, I don't know if I'll have web access again. I might be moving to Wakefield (a small town a little way north of here,) and I have no idea what living arrangements I'll find.

Byebye for now!

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It would've been neat to have more family there, like my mom, her parents (my paternal grandparents are both long gone, and my maternal ones live at the other end of the country,) and my uncles, aunts and cousins, but my family's so spread out over North America and Europe (mostly North America) that I think this is the closest I can hope to come to having a "family reunion". All the same, it was lots of fun!

I've tried posting up a couple pictures from today on here, but for some reason, DA won't show them, so I don't know what's going on. Hopefully I can get this figured out.

Oh! And happy first day of spring, everyone! (I say as I gaze out at the eight-feet-deep snow around my house and listen to the frigid, howling wind. Hehe!)

Hugs,
Sylvain

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What's new then? Well, since I last wrote my lung collapsed (May 1st - it's all better now,) I spent a rather miserable summer in Killarney (and if I'm unable to be happy there, well, it's worrying, but to be fair the circumstances were appalling,) I lived for four months in downtown Ottawa, and then recently moved in with my dad and his girlfriend, which will be a mercifully brief set-up. Really, I'm just so tired of moving every few months. I've never lived in one place for long, but these past five years or so have been so ridiculous and stressful. All I want is to settle down quietly and peacefully, and just stay.

But on the other hand, how I love travel! I just spent the weekend in Killarney, and had a lovely time. I've been going there for almost my whole life, but this was the first time I've seen it in winter, and how rewarding! I got some very nice hiking and photographing in. I should post some of those photos up here... yes. Soon.
Speaking of travelling, my thumb is beginning to itch more and more again. I don't know what it is about hitchhiking that appeals to me so much - perhaps the adventure, the fascinating people I meet and culture I experience, or so many other things. But it always ends up being so impossibly miserable. It is a very stressful and exhausting lifestyle, and I suppose with my health the way it is (on here, only Christina will know what I'm refering to, but I don't care to elaborate,) it takes an especially damaging toll on me. For one thing, there are only so many drenched and tick-ridden nights you can spend in fields and ditches (try Wawa!) before you pray for a bed and dry, clean clothes. The thing is, I feel so guilty about having a bed to sleep in, a roof over my head and food to eat. I don't deserve any of this. I really do feel dreadful about it.
Let me just say this: if you should ever fancy to hitchhike, don't do so on a firm schedule. That will guarantee you a deficit of rides. There're few things as frustrating and tiring as standing by the side of the road for hours on end, watching all the traffic roar by, your arm in seething pain from being held up so long (the ballerinas among you will sympathize.) The other thing is, if you can avoid having a set destination, all the better. That allows you to enjoy the good parts of hitchhiking without so much of the bad.

Well, I said I wouldn't elaborate about my health, but what the heck. I'm a little annoyed with the medical system and I'm all too eager to rant. I should start by saying that I don't believe in mental illness, but that by most definitions I'm severely affected by it. I've had an awful lot of trouble diagnosing myself because my problems have been present for my whole life and thus I've had nothing against which to contrast them. But after years of intense contemplation and research, I've built myself a neat little list of diagnoses, try as the medical community might to dissuade people from self-diagnosis. I will spare you the contents of this list, which is in fact not the least bit little.
I've tried over the last while to solicit help from the health-care system, but virtually everything that can go wrong has, and I'm fed up. I've decided to discontinue taking my medications, which aren't all that helpful and are terribly expensive, though I know this could have devastating consequeces. For one thing, I doubt I could handle being any more emotional than I am right now - I already feel ready to burst or worse. Also, I'm already unable to go to school or work (I think I'll be able to work in Killarney though, because the atmosphere is calming and I know the people,) and I don't think I qualify for any sort of pension. This may become worse now that I'm stopping my drugs, and I may well end up broke and homeless again before too long. Goodness knows it's happened more than once before. But it's my responsibility to bear whatever difficulties confront me with grace and courage, and to learn what I can from them, and to appreciate and be thankful for them. There may be nothing more dangerous than self-pity and pessimism, as a very dear friend of mine has been demonstrating to me as of late (again, Christina, you know who I mean.)
Another annoying thing is that I can't even get an appointment with my family doctor, and I'd really like a prescription... ]]> ~Wimchomble http://Wimchomble.deviantart.com/journal/12666955/ http://Wimchomble.deviantart.com/journal/12666955/ Fri, 20 Apr 2007 11:54:55 PDT Everybody thinks I'm absolutely off my rocker for this, but I miss snow. We usually have a good amount by mid-late December and have never before had a green Christmas. WELL, not only was Christmas green, but so was most of January! And until March we had little more than a dusting of snow, which hardly counts. Growing up in rural Quebec, we easily got four or five feet of the good stuff. In the first couple weeks of March we got three feet or so, which made me very happy, but within a couple more weeks, every last bit of it was melted. Well, you know what? I'm not ready for spring!!! We haven't had a proper winter yet, and this just doesn't feel right. I'm really worried about the future....

Um, so, I got a tooth pulled first thing this morning, but the anesthetic hasn't worn off, so I'm feeling funny, and hungry... and I'm still bleeding... boo to being a redhead. I thought the "bleeding more" and "needing more anesthetic" stereotypes were jokes, but according to the dentist's assistant (also a redhead - so was the receptionist - I was in good company!) it's all true. Yay, not only can I not go out in sunlight without getting cancer, and often get made fun of, and have a wicked temper, but I also bleed more and need more anesthetic... heh, whatever. I'm also superhumanly smart and sexy, so all is excused .

]]> ~Wimchomble http://Wimchomble.deviantart.com/journal/12381401/ http://Wimchomble.deviantart.com/journal/12381401/ Thu, 29 Mar 2007 20:31:21 PDT I wasn't seriously planning to set up an account here, because I don't consider myself particularly talented in the visual arts (I used to be a half-decent sketcher, ages ago), especially compared to many DA members. But, upon some further exploration I discovered that I'd be far from the worst one here, and Qiu-Ling (who is much better than I'd dare to dream of being) kept bugging me to join, so here I am. I probably won't post up anything other than photos, but photos aren't bad. Anyway, I won't fret - I'm a musician, not an artist.

Most of my pictures are of nature, not surprising when you consider that I spend most of my time in it. I'm not sure how often I'll actually add things onto this account, but time will tell. Or maybe it won't. I dunno...

Just a bit about me... my name is Wimchomble (just that. I have no last name) and I live near the north edge of Gatineau, Quebec, a grand city of paper mills and language conflicts (and Canada's most visited museum - huzzah!). Being in Canada, I'm just a stone's-throw away from the North Pole, but I keep my stones for staving off the hungry polar bears who are trying to steal my maple syrup now that their homes are melted.
In fact, a bear is breaking into my igloo at this very moment, so I'll get back to ya later.

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