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Nov 11, 2006 15:55




welcome to gorgeous saltspring island. a haven of tranquility, where, if i sit quetly and listen, i can hear the raindrops plinking gently on the window. unfortunately for me, i am snorfling and snorting like a mad thing, so the tranquility is tragically disturbed.

molly, since i know you're going to read this, we'll just make this a letter to you.

molly darling,

you arent that around right now, on account of the fact that i hope you're playing volleyball right now and being truly smashing. from what i've seen of the GISS team (thats the scorpions to all you landlubbers), they're really god. go for the glory. and the gold.

its 2 pm, almost 3, and i am still chillin' in my pyjamas. good day. i got up this morning when i couldnt figure out how to turn off your alarm, and then stayed in bed reading until about 1. so far, i have been engaging in a lot of corrsepondance via email, mostly becasue this compy is weird and mac like and does not have msn. as i see it, waiting for a reply to letters or writing an email yourself is slowed down, so i am enjoying the spirit of the island. which i love. which, honestly, i havent the foggiest what it truly is.

ah, well.

the things that you can see from thesse windows! expanses of trees broken only by water. then more trees, mountains, and clouds. huge fluffy wet rain blanket clouds. and thats great. it can rain as much as it likes, i dont have to go outside at all. after all, i am still in my pjs. good day.

i have been writing a lot of emails, as i said before, and they're making me thing in an unbalanced way. thinking mostly about what it is that i should be caring about. which friends? why them, what about them? i guess that i will have to keep writing until i discover whatever the heck that answer is. because i know i care, i am only unsure as to what i care about. hmm. methinks i think too much on a day that should be simple.

mostly, i have been on your couch with the powerbook, surfing the web. cricket was sitting on my lap for a while, but she is teeny tiny and smelly and weird. but also rabid for attention and affection. she makes me think of my dog, though, how daisy likes to nibble my toes. i miss that toe-nibbling weinerdog. well molly, i think its time to move on to some other web surfing. having a great time, wish you were here, blah, blah blah.

also, its rememberance day. lest we forget, yo.

peace. love.
cat.
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