The holiday spirit has been elusive for me this year.  I know it was mostly just stress of all of this work that actually never goes away, and of course not graduating, but that didn't stop me from being afraid it might be other things.  For example, I was quite in fear that I was finally getting too old to adore Christmas like I always have, ( Read more... )

So from a post about high school friends, to one about elementary school ones.  No, not Anup. . .Peter Angelo, someone I haven't seen in 15 years and was in grades one and two with.  We were pretty good friends back at Timberbank, and on a whim yesterday after joining Facebook the day before, I looked him up.  It is indeed him.  So yeah, I'm in ( Read more... )

I keep randomly having really incredible nights with friends from high school.  This is not a slight against my UTM homies, just reality.  I've been so lucky lately to see all of you for good occasions and random, to celebrate birthdays or visit graves or attend weddings and engagement parties ( Read more... )

I am not sure where this year will take me.  What I am sure of is I think I need just one more Frosh to get it properly out of my system.  But this one is intended to be my last.  I am not sure where this year will take me.

I realised about a half second ago why I found this Frosh, my fourth as a leader and organiser to be my best Frosh.  It was ( Read more... )

Yeah, so Frosh is pretty close and tensions are running high.  But it will still be a good week ( Read more... )

I'm revisiting a play I started a few months ago.  It's about a girl unable to forget her friend who died in a car crash several months before the play takes place.  I remembered it recently for a different reason.  The play is just Diana and Josh (the dead friend).  Maybe nothing will come of it, like most of my writing, but I haven't written in a ( Read more... )

So I was tagged by Jess a long time ago (actually May 12) and I fully intended to do this at the time, but was leaving for the training weekend, then had to clean the office, then well of course we all know what came next.  Anyway. . .I randomly saw this and wanted to pick up on it for a little fun.

1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, ( Read more... )

Why are things never easy?  Why?  Rhetorical question, so please don't respond with the usual advice.  I'm in a bad mood, and only comfort, and a specific answer to a specific question can break me out of the bad mood ( Read more... )

"Did I mention I was crazy... cuz I am! But I'm so much fun to be arond..."  I found the quote on that website that Jon posted a coupla days ago.  It's directly pasted from her to that screen, to me to this screen.  When I read it, I thought, damn does that sum her up nicely.  And then I thought, who gives a fuck about summing her up?  Chrissy was ( Read more... )

Like a typical actor. . .or is it human. . .when something tragic happens, it is affected by what tragedy you can relate to it from earlier in your life. I remember when my grandfather died how we spent so much time together, his wife, his kids, and his grandkids, just being near each other. And that helped. That was how we got through it. When ( Read more... )