serious apologies to anyone who checks this with any regularity. I am afraid that I will have to win you back.
I am writing this while standing next to the window, desperatly trying to soak up the internet's basking rays.
That is part of the reason I haven't posted. The other is summer.
I will write more when summer and montreal and fun are over. I assume this is irony.
Life for the past month has been relatively simple: work and class and paper writing and sneaking into ballet and new friends and all that associated shit.
I don't want to leave but, for the sake of the future, I just must.
I will probably live with Noah in Victoria, assuming he finds a good place. If not, I am thinking about finally living on my own. A boy has got to strike out on his lonesome eventually.
Victoria. Blah. Although the wedding was great and I do miss tippi and chris. It will be fine. Not exciting, but fine. I am going to get my outdoors on. And maybe some of your more musically inclined folk will help me to put together a weekly night of dancing. I am going to miss dancing.
3 comments:
don't live by yourself. If you choke on a peanut and die, your body will sit in your apartment and swell up and then start collapsing in and eventually you'll become one with the carpet. Not cool.
But i'm glad you're writing again.
You like ballet? Or do you just like seeing super skinny chicks dancing around in second skins... o maybe it's the thrill of sneaking into someplace? Whatever the reason, ballet? really? I never thought...
On another note- try living on you own it's pretty fun times.
umm. i like dancing. i'm in.
although i don't know if victoria's on my agenda right now.
as for living alone...i have mixed feelings. it's great if yer friends live around the corner. if not, there's a bit of a slow but steady madness that grows and grows like a tumor upon yer weary soul. especially if yer as antisocial as i.
but yer not. so, uh. i dunno man, make yer own decision. geez.
later
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