Red Cedar

you know, sometimes i start writing in this blog and everything that comes off my fingertips seems so trite – i delete and rewrite and delete and rewrite and in the end i come up with nothing that would be of interest to anyone. i’m having one of those days today. i mean, who cares that i’ve got visitors this weekend and 40 pounds of tomatos to can? probably no one except the select few who actually know me and want to hear about the mundane intricacies of my everyday life.

really, it’s friday, and i’m tired. tired from not sleeping enough last week, and tired from raging arguments on a mailing list i moderate, and tired from thinking about everything i still have to do. for this weekend (besides the canning), i am mostly having unscheduled playtime – since i have plans with both coast friends and visitors that i am much looking forward to.

i realize too that i haven’t done any issues posting lately at all, so i will leave here by saying that i think it’s simply awful what the cbc and telus are doing to their workers, and today’s headline in the national post really pissed me off – who the hell does the us think it is anyway? (oh yeah… right… god talks to bush after all).

so, i have been blogging here for over a year, and i’ve noticed recently that my stats are going up and up (which means i’m talking to more than the corner of my cubicle). so i’m curious? who the hell are you?

my friend error posted the following questions on his blog recently. i am posting them here. please leave a comment if you feel so inclined (yes, even those of you who know me) – i am interested.

Who are you?
Where are you?
What do you do?
How long have you read my journal?
Why do you read my journal?

oh – i know, i promised to write days ago, and here it is thursday! already!

having been back for two whole days, sleeping in my bed for three whole nights in a row – i am starting to feel some normal again. now i have a couple of weeks at my desk scheduled before aaron comes and we head off on the 5-day canoe trip planned up the sechelt inlet. when i set out at the beginning of this summer, i had no idea how hectic things would get, and i’m glad that is coming to a close over the next month or so, despite the fact i have really enjoyed all the visitors and all the travelling.

so far it has been good, this being back in town. a fellow union rep and friend was in the office on tuesday and he brought me a whole frozen bull trout and a whole smoked chinook (cut into individual packets). of all the smoked fish he has given me over the years, this is by far the finest batch – and i shared some with my co-workers yesterday, much to their delight. this comes just in time for my sugar and wheat fast as it provides an extra treat for the me who wishes i could have a muffin for breakfast (bad sugar! bad wheat!). we had dinner together that evening which was also really great – although we were at union convention together, we really didn’t get much talk time in the pace of it all.

this morning i ran into rose, who i met several months ago and really wanted to get to know better but because of my own really demented head space at the time, never followed up. i got her number, and promised to call so we can at least play some music together. rose is the kind of woman who makes me wish i was more queer than not (like, i am just queer enough to be attracted to women, but not enough to give up sex with the opposite gender) – and i’m glad that she still seems interested in hanging out even though i flaked on following up when we first met.

also, since returning from the slocan, i have been exchanging emails with a guy who i might be interested in (or more to the point, might be intersted in me). we have vague plans to hang out on saturday – and in any case, i think it’s just good for me to make more friends on the coast now that i’ve decided i’m not moving back to east van. today actually marks a full year i have spent on the coast which i find hard to believe – but obviously i’m settled now with my own house and everything.

a big commitment for me after mid-september is to spend a lot more time on the sunshine coast and to take on less travelling other than that which is required for work and family obligations in the fall. i’m hoping that not only will that give me time for fixing up my house and making music, but also putting down more social roots where i live. i’m glad this busy time is coming to an end so i can focus a little more on where i actually am.