uncommoncold

I don't understand why people buy bottled water here in Victoria. We have some of the cleanest water in the world, due in part (or entirely, I don't know the ins and outs of water conservation) to our closed-off watershed.

Anyway, I just plain don't get it. It's expensive! We have water that doesn't taste too much like chlorine, or even like moss, depending on the age of your pipes! Drinking it makes you look like a silly prat! Gosh.

Also, an ex-boyfriend told me once that we would sneak inside the Victoria watershed sometime. Before it was closed to the public, he would go hunting in there with his father- back was his dad was still alive, back when he was just a kid. He told me that there was a lake inside it that had a bottom made entirely of quartz, and that he would take me there and we'd fuck like birds, with flapping wings and shimmering, clear semi-precious gemstones all around, both smooth & eroded, sharp enough to draw blood.

You want to know the moment? That moment where you make the decision- do I love him or not?

Yeah. That was it.

In other news, I gave a man $13.37 in change at work last night and chuckled merrily to myself. Ah, the internet. I'm not actually as nerdly as I pretend to be, although I do have tickets for Star Wars tomorrow night. Well, I'm going, but it wasn't me who bought the tickets. Is that a redeeming feature? Heh.

I'm pretty sure that Mr. Show is just an excuse to beat the piss out of David Cross. Am I right, or am I right?

[I don't know if it's the lightness of your touch that I miss the most, or that way you had of kissing my nose, just so.]

That's.. it.

Hope you're chipper.

we walked back to ideath, holding hands. hands are very nice things, especially after they have travelled back from making love.