I have been very, very quiet lately. I’ve had no desire to write, and nothing really to say. How often can I write about being confused about where I want to be and what I want to do and what I want to be when I grow up?
So, some stuff I’ve been up to (most of these have been posted on Instagram/Twitter/Facebook):
I went to a show, Walk Off The Earth, with some old friends and my roommate, a couple weeks ago. Check out their cover of Gotye’s “Somebody I Used to Know” and watch all 5 band members play one guitar, which I tried to get a picture of.
I had forgotten how much I love live shows with good music and good friends.
I’m trying to embrace my natural curls more often. Sometimes it works.
My older brother’s girlfriend made him an assorted-beer advent calendar.
My mom had me buy him 30 beers to celebrate his 30th birthday, the same day he got these. I’m sure he’s been enjoying them!
Happy birthday, big brother. I am so lucky to have had you as my protector growing up, and still.
The roommates and I headed to a local little hill for a recent evening of cheap skiing (snowboarding for them. What can I say, I’m old-school). It had been a couple of years since I’d gone, but I was pleasantly surprised at how well I did (no falls!). I was worried my legs would be burning after just a couple runs, but nope! Granted, it was just a little hill. Oh well, it reminded me how much I love it.
This past weekend, I went back to Vancouver for 3 nights for a visit. It was great to see my Mom, my stepdad, and several friends, but I was again reminded that Vancouver, as much as I love the city, its surroundings, geography, multiculturalism… it is not home. Living in the Fraser Valley or Squamish again, might be ok, but not in the city again. Not unless something monumental happened, like housing prices drop and I find an amazing job that pays 6 figures. Heh.
Wayne likes to sneak in for kisses (ick, I try not to let him actually lick my face)…
…and Flappy likes to cuddle my butt.
I finally finished watching the whole series of Lost last night. I can only handle so much tv at a time, so it took me ahout 3 months to finally finish all of it. I’ve started watching some Buffy but so far I’m not as engrossed.
I’m looking forward to the next couple of days. My Dad is here for 5 days, and we’re babysitting my nephew together this afternoon. I’m hoping I can convince him to take me skiing again. I am on my fourth of six 5 am shifts in two weeks (today and the previous three days), which make me very, very angry and unhappy (literally. I get out of bed in the foulest mood when I have to work this early), but luckily the next two shifts are not in a row.