whatever am i gonna do with myself?
and where?
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Friday, March 16, 2007
soooo...
so. spent a weekish in victoria last week.
victoria seems to be some kind of summery paradise in relation to vancouver. i stepped off the ferry into a virtual wonderland of cherry blossoms. everything suddenly became slow motion; my jeans and t-shirt became a pink frilly dress with a matching parasol. i danced among the falling petals with my dapper gentleman on my arm whilst singing a merry tune. this strange turn of events was compounded when we set off in a rowboat - Harmony and I, modest, blushing maidens, sat in the bow twirling our parasols whilst our pale young suitors showed off in the stern. t'was positively jane austen-esque. well, except for the cold rain, the scenery that was more industrial than pastoral, and the fact that our burly men spent more time teasing us mercilessly than trying to impress us. anyways, i guess it was jolly in hindsight. jerks.
it was an adventure, anyways, and i certainly enjoyed sitting by a crackling fire reading afterwards.
and now i'm back to work, which is certainly not too terrible. ayomi has finally begun to wholeheartedly accept me into her exclusive circle of friends. in the beginning we had a bit of a tense relationship: she would giggle and laugh with me like old pals until mama left the room and then bam! jekyl and hyde time. screaming, crying, glaring at me like i was some sort of mother-stealing monster. sigh. but now we're cool, we're buddies, we have lots of fun together waving at ducks and making gaga sounds, or playing peekaboo, or the all-time favorite orange-flinging game which fills babykins with a special glee.
but as much as i'm enjoying this job i know it's not something i can (or want to) do longterm. but what, exactly, do i want to do? i feel like there is something lying there in wait, hidden, that fits exactly, conveniently, all-too-perfectly with all of my various and unrelated interests. it's out there, right?
well.
off to work. anyone feel sorry for me?
victoria seems to be some kind of summery paradise in relation to vancouver. i stepped off the ferry into a virtual wonderland of cherry blossoms. everything suddenly became slow motion; my jeans and t-shirt became a pink frilly dress with a matching parasol. i danced among the falling petals with my dapper gentleman on my arm whilst singing a merry tune. this strange turn of events was compounded when we set off in a rowboat - Harmony and I, modest, blushing maidens, sat in the bow twirling our parasols whilst our pale young suitors showed off in the stern. t'was positively jane austen-esque. well, except for the cold rain, the scenery that was more industrial than pastoral, and the fact that our burly men spent more time teasing us mercilessly than trying to impress us. anyways, i guess it was jolly in hindsight. jerks.
it was an adventure, anyways, and i certainly enjoyed sitting by a crackling fire reading afterwards.
and now i'm back to work, which is certainly not too terrible. ayomi has finally begun to wholeheartedly accept me into her exclusive circle of friends. in the beginning we had a bit of a tense relationship: she would giggle and laugh with me like old pals until mama left the room and then bam! jekyl and hyde time. screaming, crying, glaring at me like i was some sort of mother-stealing monster. sigh. but now we're cool, we're buddies, we have lots of fun together waving at ducks and making gaga sounds, or playing peekaboo, or the all-time favorite orange-flinging game which fills babykins with a special glee.
but as much as i'm enjoying this job i know it's not something i can (or want to) do longterm. but what, exactly, do i want to do? i feel like there is something lying there in wait, hidden, that fits exactly, conveniently, all-too-perfectly with all of my various and unrelated interests. it's out there, right?
well.
off to work. anyone feel sorry for me?
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