Friday, May 17, 2002

Finally packed. I have too much shit. I need to learn how to pack lighter. :-/ That is probably what this trip will teach me. I need a smaller tent!!! Next week at the Mountain Equipment Co-op... ;-)

Thursday, May 16, 2002

MEC owns me.

Thanks to Dave and Mike for welcoming me into their (formerly my) home and saving up all the mail that the forwarding doofuses missed. And my apologies to them once more for choosing, in my folly, to use Sprint Canada for my local and long distance phone service. If you're considering using Sprint Canada, don't do it. They suck. I'd rant... but I don't have the appropriate level of energy to be truly effective. Leave a comment if you want more details and a rant will be forthcoming (once I get more sleep).

Went to do the "grown up" things tonight... and then some childish but oh so fun things. I saw my financial advisor and gave him a big chunk of money to invest for me, picked up the mail and visited with the DVD-lovin' inhabitants of my old apartment, and then I spent the leftover bits of money at the Mountain Equipmeht Co-op. That rocked. Especially since a lovely girl that works there is going camping with us and helped us get a deal on some top quality gear. Yum. Gore Tex.

More after the weekend. I need my sleep.

Wednesday, May 15, 2002

The weirdest shit bugs my parents.

They don't use the living room at all except when company comes over. I'm getting ready for my first *real* backpacking trip ever this weekend. They're stressing about my gear being on the love seat. It's not strewn all over the place. It's neat and organized and on the love seat. They have a huge couch and two other chairs in there... and they don't use the room.They want me to put it away. I will. Reluctantly. I want to SORT it, that's why it's out there. I want to make sure I don't forget anything!! Gads. They just don't get it. It's not like they ever EVER use that room. I'm so glad I'm moving in with Graham at the end of next month. So. Glad.

I think he'll understand... or at least I'll have my own room to use to sort stuff in.

Moving in here, I knew these times would come at mom and dads... I was just getting all settled in and feeling like they were mellowing enough that I could live with them.... never let your guard down! It's not worth the pain! ;-)

Away I go to sort and then put away. Weird.

It's all good... but it's weird. weird. weird.

Tuesday, May 14, 2002

Too tired to post. Great info at the pre-trip session for backpacking skills course. I'l post more later. What? Didn't I tell you about the backpacking course I'm taking? Oops. I forgot! Fill you in later.

Sunday, May 12, 2002

Some very good news. I'm going to go move in with my brother and his roommate (girl) in their rented 3 bedroom rancher in Maple Ridge. Their other two roommates (a couple) are moving out at the end of June, so I'll move at the beginning of July. It's about a 10 minute further drive each way to work than my parents' house is but I'd have my own room and be able to set up my computer desk in the dining room. Connection 24/7 baby, yeah! All for the low low price of $350/month. It's a deal. I can still uber save for my house (which might be in Maple Ridge looking at the great prices..) and I'll feel more independent again (not to mention I'll get to wear tank tops for the summer.) ;-)

I haven't seen the place yet but my brother says it's alright, and I trust him. I'll go visit one day soon to check it out. It's funny how things just seem to work out sometimes... too bad they didn't "work out" to be living in Richmond or Marpole which is much closer to work... but I think I'll enjoy it immensely considering the beauty of the location... and we can have barbequeus and partys and my DOG can live with me. Whee! Big changes. Living far away. Living in the country after living in the city. Missing George - but realizing he's truly not ready for me. Tell you what, though... I hate the woman who he is ready for one day. Hate her. Unless she's me... but that's another unlikely story... :-/

Liftpullflop liftpullflop liftpullflop...

The ride to Fort Langley yesterday was beautiful. I'm using one of the photos I took on the way as my background -- it's a valley picture - gren grass and trees, blue sky, mountains, puffy clouds and a herd of horses grazing. Gorgeous!! I got mom a gift certificate to one of her favourite clothing stores (and she loved it).

Time to go down into the nasty spidery crawl space and sort my junk for a garage sale. Yeek.
Pathetic.
Now that was a stupid thing to go and do....

Watching "Dirty Dancing" on TV. Yeah, you read that right.

"Now why was that stupid?" You might reasonably ask.

Well... because it gets me all mushy and romantical feeling and looking at Patrick Swayze only makes me compare him to George (who comes out favourably) and gets me all thinking about what *could* have been, had George been ready... had I been ready. Now I know I am. But he is not.

Will I ever find someone who is? Someone who offers what George gave me and more? My heart breaks with doubt and lonlieness.

Stupid.

Stupid.
Happy Mother's Day!