After nearly 30 years of being together, after 25 years of being married, it's all over ( Read more... )

Monday was one of those days where everything sort of clicks into place, which was nice. Got my SOCI 377 paper in on time - thank you, Lise, for being deviant enough to interview. I got home after class, cleaned things up a bit, and started making some serious plans for the evening. Apparently Chuck got in really late the night before, and with the ( Read more... )

So I've officially moved into my new place at Sherbrooke and Ste-Famille. It's a big 2 1/2 with a balcony and a view of the ghetto/mountain, but I can't help feeling a little nostalgic for the house of ill repute back in the plateau. Still, Lise has broken in the futon, and Juice did the ceremonial spitting off the balcony, so I guess it's home for ( Read more... )

A full update will follow once my mom sends me those pictures she took of my place. If you're going to do something, you might as well do it right.

Suffice it to say, I'm back in Montreal and loving it.

But on to more important things...today Lindsay and I walked around downtown a bit so I could pick up a pack of cloves. On the way back we decided ( Read more... )

From today until sometime on Monday I will be in lovely Montreal. It's kind of a vacation from vacation, where I can unpack some more and hotbox my apartment while I'm doing it.

If anyone's in town who wants to get together, call me on my cell.

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So Pride Week in Toronto is upon us, and in between making haphazard plans to get together for some gay fun I've been faced with bit of a dilemma. Well, not really a dilemma. More of a really, really awkward situation that's just going to get worse as time progresses, but one that I'm too lazy/scared to do anything about. I lead two very different ( Read more... )

So here I was, gearing up for more yardwork (at a handsome hourly fee courtesy of daddy) and a trip into Toronto when I went and smashed my toe against a kitchen cupboard. The nail was pealed back, it bled all over my sock, and it's turning all kinds of pretty colours - quite impressive, actually. Now I just have to get my sister to hit the video ( Read more... )

I finally got around to watching Donnie Darko (the director's cut) with my mom tonight.

All she said was,

"So, what's it like sober?"

Actually, I'm not wearing black, believe it or not. I've been surviving in pyjamas and track pants for the past few days, which has suited me just fine. After the initial insanity and long nights at the hospital with my grandmother, it's nice to just merrily sit on my ass for a bit. Not too long, mind you, since I need a job. Especially when there' ( Read more... )