Our dirt bikes bring all the boys to the yard. Damn right, they're better than yours.

Saturday, June 18, 2005

Somehow there's just not as much to say

... now that I'm back in Edmonton doing absolutely nothing, that is. But I was feeling vaguely guilty today for letting this blog fall to the wayside, for some reason, so I thought I'd keep your interest up with a fascinating post, mainly so you'll keep reading while I'm in Quebec and remind me sporadically that I do have English-speaking friends out there somewhere.

So what's new? Well, pretty much nothing, really. It was good to get home and see everyone for about 48 hours, and now I'm just kind of wishing the 3rd would hurry up and get here so I can stop obsessing and leave already. I thought this summer would be a nice opportunity to relax, try my hand at some freelancing, and get a head start on my thesis, but it's amazing how being unemployed leaves you feeling incredibly bored and incredibly lazy at the same time, meaning I sit around all day wishing I had something to do but not doing any of the things I should be doing.

It's not as bad as I'm making it out to be, though. I've been brushing up on my French so I don't end up in some beginner-level class at Laval, and half-heartedly trying to come up with some decent freelancing ideas. I went out with several of my high-school friends last night to Halo, where I'd never been before--it's nice, but full of wannabe hipsters, although that shouldn't have surprised me--Chris and I saw Batman Begins on Thursday (surprisingly good), and, AND, my mom bought me an Ikea coffee table that I still have to make Chris build for me. Good times.

Well, on that note, Chris and I are heading off to a barbecue at his parents' in a little while (hence the rain), so I should sign off. Keep reading, or at least start reading again in July to hear about my exploits in Lower Canada.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

you guys still here?

Huh. So it seems Kristine and I have kind of let this here blog fall to the wayside since we got back; sorry about that. I know that you all probably spent the last three days just sitting in front of your computer, staring at this page and hitting Refresh every five seconds, waiting with bated breath to hear what we think about things. Well, wait no longer. Here's what I think.

It's kind of nice to be back, I suppose; work is right back to being hectic and dumb, sure, but Edmonton's got a special quality to it that you sort of forget is even there until you're away from it for an extended period of time. Before I left, Edmonton was just plain boring. Now, everything seems surrounded by a kind of pitiful grandeur. I'm not sure if that's a step up or not. Also, it's just occurred to me now how completely fucking stupid it is that we have a giant, rotating aluminum baseball bat smack dab in the middle of Hookertown. Baseball? Baseball? Oh yeah... Edmonton's a huge baseball town. Just look how hard we all worked to save the stately Trappers from turning into beef-tongued, googly-eyed, oil-appreciating Cracker Cats. I mean, I would have understood a hockey stick. I wouldn't have liked it, but I would have understood it. Now I don't know what I understand anymore.

Also, it's Tuesday, and I still haven't managed to get back on Edmonton time. For the past three nights, my brain has been in Rome, where everything is eight hours later. By the early evening, my brain thinks it's bedtime--and no matter when I go to sleep, I've been waking up at 7:30 in the morning with this faint, eerie feeling that it's the middle of the afternoon and I shouldn't be lazing around. It's really odd. AND. INTERESTING.

Anyhow, Kristine and I have uploaded the photos to her computer, and if we can figure out how, will be totally posting them up here soon. And Kenny, I like your idea; we'll totally do that. And have you listened to any of those discs yet? The rest of you: hi. So, you guys like things, or what?