Although I can't go out of town or do anything too fancy, it will be a fine weekend in the park with my new sweetheart and her dogs... I'll get to meet her sisters and parents at the Labour Day picnic, which will be interesting at the very least. She's of Irish descent, and it promises to be a rollicking good time involving wine and... wine. :)
Monday, August 27, 2012
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Coloured
I can't remember the last time it has been August, and my feet were so white. I have not been outside this summer, and it's almost over.
Wow.
Wow.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Twins
For some reason my street has traditionally been attractive to rabbits. Every so often, they just show up.
This morning, there were two wild rabbits, still surprisingly white, sitting in my front yard.
It may not have been the first time it's happened, but it somehow still seems odd to me.
This morning, there were two wild rabbits, still surprisingly white, sitting in my front yard.
It may not have been the first time it's happened, but it somehow still seems odd to me.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Monday, July 9, 2012
Overdue
I'd like to only write here with good news. That's been the plan, anyway.
It's a bit hard at the moment.
Should I talk about waking up with crusty eyes thanks to my contacts being 10 days past the change date?
Or the living room filled with soccer stuff because I'm still waiting to be able to get my wagon fixed?
No, the redemption I need is in the stay-in-summer I'm having. I'm not going out, not going anywhere. No outdoor festivals, no yoga, no running, no... escape... there must be something I'm missing, some way of... restoring.
It's not all bad, I guess. I finally went on a date last week, cheap movie night with a Filipino girl. She's a nurse, so she works odd hours and even corresponding has been difficult, much less finding something to do. Which is all fine, I guess. I'm not much in the mood for being social most days.
Work has ground to a halt. My phone apps are getting nowhere. No one wants the PC apps anymore. That 9 to 5 offer is looking pretty good, and I'm going have to decide on it soon.
This isn't helping. Dwelling isn't helping. Writing it out isn't helping.
I need a change.
It's a bit hard at the moment.
Should I talk about waking up with crusty eyes thanks to my contacts being 10 days past the change date?
Or the living room filled with soccer stuff because I'm still waiting to be able to get my wagon fixed?
No, the redemption I need is in the stay-in-summer I'm having. I'm not going out, not going anywhere. No outdoor festivals, no yoga, no running, no... escape... there must be something I'm missing, some way of... restoring.
It's not all bad, I guess. I finally went on a date last week, cheap movie night with a Filipino girl. She's a nurse, so she works odd hours and even corresponding has been difficult, much less finding something to do. Which is all fine, I guess. I'm not much in the mood for being social most days.
Work has ground to a halt. My phone apps are getting nowhere. No one wants the PC apps anymore. That 9 to 5 offer is looking pretty good, and I'm going have to decide on it soon.
This isn't helping. Dwelling isn't helping. Writing it out isn't helping.
I need a change.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Junction
The manager that brought me in four years ago to my recent ended engagement has done it again. He's invited me to join him in another city, nearer the mountains and farther from where I've been most of my life. It's a good offer, and comes at a good time, but I'm unsure as always.
Can I uproot and start again elsewhere?
Can I uproot and start again elsewhere?
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