I really need to ride.  Really really really really really really really really really.

I dream about it, and about Monzie and shit.  It's a lot about the feeling.  When you work a horse you put yourself aside for the sake of clarity and communication.  It's all about patience, and precision, and calm.  I keep thinking back to the last Poker ride ( Read more... )

Well, the last couple of days have been nothing short of awesome...
First, rode on Sunday and was offered the use of two (count 'em, two) project horses.  Unfortuately, both are out of town, and I can't see myself getting out there often enough.  One is the gorgeous black mare I rode on the ride, and the other is a little arab who has been "cowboyed ( Read more... )

URG.  This project of Binnema's is pure HELL.  On a stick.

I don't think he really knows what he's signed us up for.  And I don't think the other people in the class really know what they're in for.  As far as I know I'm the only one slogging through the HBC records at this point, and I'M woried I won't have enough info to form a decent arguement.

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Yay live music ( Read more... )

Twas the night before moving ( Read more... )

Um.  Um.  So.

Being eaten by anxiety over here.  This moving stuff really sucks.

Victoria seems to be a fun place to be.  I'm wishing I could be there all year, see Theset, go to school with my own people, and remain a short 2 hour drive from my loverboy.

And none of this moving a million miles away shite.

But anyway it was nice to go out with ( Read more... )

The End is so close I can almost taste it.  Sweet, Sweet Freedom.  Perhaps going to Victoria right after my last day of work is a bad idea.  I probably won't be able to resist the urge to get disgustingly drunk ( Read more... )

So I managed to semi-convince Jill to humour me at Cambie tomorrow night because they have LOOT playing there, holy fuck.  Loot being  an (apparently) talented Tool Tribute band.  Since Jill might bail on me (^-~), anyone else on my f-list interested in coming?  I'd go alone, but Cambie is kind of a dive....even if Jill does manage to come, it'd be ( Read more... )

Apologies for the title.  Really digging Muse these days.

I am currently holding in my possession one (1) giant bag of dark chocolate chips. Life is, occasionally, good.

Heidi leant me a Parelli DVD.  It's the first I've seen.  I was both impressed and disgusted.  First of all, the demo with Linda Parelli and Beau (random insane horse) floored me.  ( Read more... )

6:30:  Awake.  Stared at ceiling ( Read more... )