So I return home from my trip to Calgary. I just left and already miss Shane. I rather enjoyed having him in the Okanagan. Despite Marj laying it on really thick it was enjoyable. Dawn’s party was omgosh good times, Cam deciding Shane was WTF Adorable was grand. Went to my mom’s place that was good times… gotta love your boyfriend and 6 year old brother teaming against you.I got another tattoo. The heart one on my chest. It is SO itchy. Craig was also down when Shane was down. Ahh good times were had. One doesn’t get the entire group of people together often enough. My dad turned 50 on the 22nd, the man’s getting on in years it seems. I remember when he was 40 forever; mind you I also didn’t know when his birthday was when he was forever the same age. I took him out to Boston Pizza with, Shane, Dawn and Marj due to the fact I would be in Calgary for his actual birthday. Man oh man did Shane ever have lots of starch…. ALL potatoes.
So Shane and I left on the 21st bright and early. Dawn being awesome enough to drive us. I vomited twice. It was gross. Shane laughed because I made this really weird sound and I mumbled ” Oh man thats gross.” and I tried to laugh too bad I started puking again. Thankfully there was nothing but red water coming from the first one. No idea why it was red. My puke is mutated? I was asleep mostly the entire trip which was nice because when I was conscious I had a pounding headache that felt like my brain was tearing its self in half and peeling layers off it after that. I got to see Terry. First thing I said to him was “ Terry you handsome young man! Dawn says hi!” The next day Shane and I went to Virgin Festival where we met up with Jenicka and Tracy and Tracy’s friend. It was pretty fun. Stars were excellent live, wish I hadn’t randomly fainted during the last song. Man that was embarrassing. Thank God Shane was there to catch me and sit me down or there would have been a lot of hurt when I woke up. Needless to say I will speak up next time the world turns yellow, white and numb. Dallas Green has a phenomenal voice and awesome plaid shirts.. Matt Good was fucking amazing. Definitely want to go to more of his concerts. When he rocks out man the energy is intense. I got some pretty fuckin’ win pictures from that day. They will be posted on both flickr and facebook from all to enjoy. I got some movies and the Firefly series and a Stars shirt. I drew out Shane’s robot tattoo he seemed pretty pleased. I can’t wait to see it on his skin. Now I have to design Dawn’s little devil tattoo and we shall be good to go.
When I was sitting in the bus station this morning waiting from my nice late bus I saw a nun. I have never seen a nun before. I hope she didn’t see me staring at her, because I was. I just find it so amazing from someone to choose that life style. I kind of wanted to play with her hat thing see what the fabric felt like. I mean they wear it all the time right? So is it a nice fabric or it is stiff? These would be things I would take into consideration if I were to become a nun. I wouldn’t be a happy camper if I had to be in uncomfortable fabrics every day, all day. Yeah I would make a terrible nun. At least the bus is empty. I get to sit alone. But I suspect the old man in front of me to be farting… and I question what he has eaten and I could do without the persistent squeaking of his seat. I slept until Golden, and the only reason I woke up was because the bus drivers voice startled me when it immediately cut into my music and sleep. I have now run out of things to say…. I just wish I didn’t have to always say goodbye and I can’t wait for the day I won’t have to.
