Friday, June 30, 2006

Mmm, it's so nice to feel tired. If you can go to bed. Your own bed. You know the one. Perfect firmess and the lumps molded to your body. So nice to crawl into that bed, curl up beneath the blanket, pillow punched just right. 'Cause your head is really heavy.
And then your sore limbs relax, and you can't even raise your head to check the time, let alone change your position.
Not that I feel that way now mind you... *wink*
But everybody has at some point...

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Summer hits with a vengence. I love summer. I love swimming, ice cream, and barefeet. But most of you already know that.
Meg just took off for Malaysia/Asia. She'll have fun. At least she'd better. How I wish I was going too.
I can't believe it's five months 'till I quit my job. Quit this life for a while. It seems close. But more often far away.
Do you have any idea how weird it'll be to sleep through nights, not to milk cows? No, I don't suppose you'd be able to imagine that.
And then my life is a blank again. But that's over a year away. So let's live in the moment. 'Cause life was meant to live.

Monday, June 19, 2006

It's now been thirteen years since the Stanley cup was home in Canada. I don't care as much as I could. But I'm gonna miss our hockey and nacho nights.
I'm still a little sore from our hike up the mountain (no my Saskatchewan friends. It was higher then your idea of a mountain). It was the best bad camping trip I've been on in a while. Ever slept at thirty degrees on a sharp rocky surface? But it was kinda fun.
I'm going on Katimavik. At least if my medical and criminal records pass the test. They should unless being perfect in disallowed. Nine months with a random bunch of people doing random work in random places. God, I'm hoping you'll take care of that for me.
But I still have a lot of months of this life to go. It's a good life. I like it. I'm just about ready to do something else though.