Look who's up at 3 a.m. due to an ill-timed power nap
Many exciting things to report! Things like Gen coming, and organic fruits and vegetables and seeing my very first starfish squid thing!
Yesterday me, Melissa and Mac headed out to Queen Charlotte City to pick Gen up, stopping along the way at the Bayview Market to perfect our glazed stares in the presence of religious bread, as well as many other things like: devouring coffee at the Dress for Less, buying super exciting encylopedia volumes from Reader's Digest dealing exclusively in the realm of mysteries (I practically leapt onto the book when I saw it, apparently convinced that everyone else on the Island has a secret, desperate yearning to learn more about the Crystal Skull and the ghost of Anne Boleyn. Seriously though, you can't have it because IT'S MINE.) , and freeze frame jumps in front of the ocean incorporating Le Tigre. (Pictures to come, maybe.)
We also stopped at a Thrift Store to witness the unholy union of an unsettling doll and what is possibly a vase or a cup or a sacrificial goblet.
The weather was pretty awesome, so after dinner at Oceanview and Melissa got thoroughly crapped on by a seagull ("natural decoration") we all sauntered on down to the ocean front to stand on a crooked overlook. To get to the overlook you had to attempt your most awesome balance beam routine ever, so it's great that we've all been practicing, and then you climb rickety little steps and get used to life on an angle. There we toasted Gen's arrival with a little bit of pirate rum and used our most gutteral and therefore, incredible, versions of "yarrrr" and "aye".
Today was also grand. I woke up at 10:00 ready to take on the day, possibly to a techno soundtrack -- the sky was blue and the green field outside my window was shining. IN FEBRUARY. That sentence in capitals is just never going to get old.
I am actually suddenly rather tired though, and potentially ready to sleep through the town alarm again (the first time the sirens went off ever, Melissa came upstairs and told me all about it ... I vaguely remember nodding sagely and asking her to wake me up when it was all over.) so I will continue on with stories tomorrow! In the meantime, FLICKR!
Yesterday me, Melissa and Mac headed out to Queen Charlotte City to pick Gen up, stopping along the way at the Bayview Market to perfect our glazed stares in the presence of religious bread, as well as many other things like: devouring coffee at the Dress for Less, buying super exciting encylopedia volumes from Reader's Digest dealing exclusively in the realm of mysteries (I practically leapt onto the book when I saw it, apparently convinced that everyone else on the Island has a secret, desperate yearning to learn more about the Crystal Skull and the ghost of Anne Boleyn. Seriously though, you can't have it because IT'S MINE.) , and freeze frame jumps in front of the ocean incorporating Le Tigre. (Pictures to come, maybe.)
We also stopped at a Thrift Store to witness the unholy union of an unsettling doll and what is possibly a vase or a cup or a sacrificial goblet.
The weather was pretty awesome, so after dinner at Oceanview and Melissa got thoroughly crapped on by a seagull ("natural decoration") we all sauntered on down to the ocean front to stand on a crooked overlook. To get to the overlook you had to attempt your most awesome balance beam routine ever, so it's great that we've all been practicing, and then you climb rickety little steps and get used to life on an angle. There we toasted Gen's arrival with a little bit of pirate rum and used our most gutteral and therefore, incredible, versions of "yarrrr" and "aye".
Today was also grand. I woke up at 10:00 ready to take on the day, possibly to a techno soundtrack -- the sky was blue and the green field outside my window was shining. IN FEBRUARY. That sentence in capitals is just never going to get old.
I am actually suddenly rather tired though, and potentially ready to sleep through the town alarm again (the first time the sirens went off ever, Melissa came upstairs and told me all about it ... I vaguely remember nodding sagely and asking her to wake me up when it was all over.) so I will continue on with stories tomorrow! In the meantime, FLICKR!
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Global warming!
Are you a slow typer? Did it really take you . . . mmm . . . almost two and two-thirds hours to type yer post?
(Sorry, couldn't resist.)
I never got crapped on by a seagull, but a llama did spit in my face. (And no, I'm not one of those many people from America's Funniest Videos. There was nothing funny about it; it was borderline disrespectful.)
Someday I'll fix blogger to my actual time zone. In the meantime, taking fifty billion hours to load a blogger page on dialup that doesn't give me access to blather on about religious bread seems boring. Like, really. I've got stuff to do.
I have never been spit on by a llama. Sigh. Someday.
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