Hey folks,
Tomorrow morning I'm flying out to Calgary. Then Amy and I are going to go to a hostel for a few days. I shall be participating in forced skiing (hopefully not resulting in my death). Then this little lady has to hustle to find work. I'm looking forward to seeing the mountains, getting out of the fast paced high stress environment of Toronto. The real question is how long I'll last before I realize how much the city is a part of me.
It's only been a week and I'm already missing the fella. He plans to fly out for a visit in two months but that still seems like an eternity. Having been in a long distance relationship for almost two years you'd figure that I'd be ready for something like this but I'm not. Perhaps I'll have his face screen printed on a pillowcase so I can appear to be incredibly creepy; when in actuality, I'm just incredibly lame.
Over the past few days I've been spoiled rotten. My initial joy-gasm came from leaving Winners, then I got to leave the hideous hole that i'd been living in. Spent a few days with my Dad and my Step-mom, re-acquainted myself with cable television. After being deprived for so long I could sit contently and watch even the most boring of infomercials with genuine interest. Took a bath, which I had forgotten the pleasures of, because living with a cubical shower can really deprive you of deep muscle relaxation. Following the visit at my Da's I made the last visit to Jt's. It always feels as if we never get enough time together, I can't wait until his school is finished and we get to find a place together. At the bus stop I was busy holding off tears AND trying to get as many kisses as I could before the bus boarded. Sunday night Amy and I went to a local Scarborough bar where we proceeded to have a great time only to wakeup with burning assholes, nacho food poisoning. What a shame. Monday morning Amy and I took off to see my Mom in bellevegas. The driving conditions on the way there were terrible, the blowing rain seriously fucked with visibility. On arrival in back-country we were privy to two days of snow. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. The biggest upset of flying out of town is seasonal reversal. Going from warm to cold, and that's just unnatural. Wednesday we made the trek from Bellevegas to Pt Dalhousie to spend some time with Amy's parents, who're still spoiling us rotten. I've never had so many large meals. There's only an hour to get up and get ready before we go ATVing. I've never ridden one so get ready for CARNAGE
As for tonight, I'm prepared not to sleep because we're kickin' it at five am. I'll miss my friends and the comfort in familiarity and hopefully, find comfort in embracing the great outdoors.
In the great words of Allison- "Shit's about to get real."
Tomorrow morning I'm flying out to Calgary. Then Amy and I are going to go to a hostel for a few days. I shall be participating in forced skiing (hopefully not resulting in my death). Then this little lady has to hustle to find work. I'm looking forward to seeing the mountains, getting out of the fast paced high stress environment of Toronto. The real question is how long I'll last before I realize how much the city is a part of me.
It's only been a week and I'm already missing the fella. He plans to fly out for a visit in two months but that still seems like an eternity. Having been in a long distance relationship for almost two years you'd figure that I'd be ready for something like this but I'm not. Perhaps I'll have his face screen printed on a pillowcase so I can appear to be incredibly creepy; when in actuality, I'm just incredibly lame.
Over the past few days I've been spoiled rotten. My initial joy-gasm came from leaving Winners, then I got to leave the hideous hole that i'd been living in. Spent a few days with my Dad and my Step-mom, re-acquainted myself with cable television. After being deprived for so long I could sit contently and watch even the most boring of infomercials with genuine interest. Took a bath, which I had forgotten the pleasures of, because living with a cubical shower can really deprive you of deep muscle relaxation. Following the visit at my Da's I made the last visit to Jt's. It always feels as if we never get enough time together, I can't wait until his school is finished and we get to find a place together. At the bus stop I was busy holding off tears AND trying to get as many kisses as I could before the bus boarded. Sunday night Amy and I went to a local Scarborough bar where we proceeded to have a great time only to wakeup with burning assholes, nacho food poisoning. What a shame. Monday morning Amy and I took off to see my Mom in bellevegas. The driving conditions on the way there were terrible, the blowing rain seriously fucked with visibility. On arrival in back-country we were privy to two days of snow. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. The biggest upset of flying out of town is seasonal reversal. Going from warm to cold, and that's just unnatural. Wednesday we made the trek from Bellevegas to Pt Dalhousie to spend some time with Amy's parents, who're still spoiling us rotten. I've never had so many large meals. There's only an hour to get up and get ready before we go ATVing. I've never ridden one so get ready for CARNAGE
As for tonight, I'm prepared not to sleep because we're kickin' it at five am. I'll miss my friends and the comfort in familiarity and hopefully, find comfort in embracing the great outdoors.
In the great words of Allison- "Shit's about to get real."
VIEW 11 of 11 COMMENTS
Are you taking lots of pictures?!? I hope you are, I'll want to see them. JT going for a visit is lovely, I'm sure you miss the shit outta him and have a massive itch to scratch - dayum! If you can get some shots of the graffiti out there - I like to see styles from all over, and see if anyone made it out that far.
Keep me posted!