Hiking, Travelling and Dreaming

This was intended to be my thoughts on travelling, but I'll have to tame my wanderlust for a while longer....

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

What's new??

Jayne gets back today!!!

I got a new pillow (feathers).

Poopie has no bed, he sleeps on a round cushion.

Terrence is my neighbour, love his apt!

Critter's boss is a "closeted pervert" (Curt, 2005).

The half mararthon is less than 2 weeks away.

It's raining men, well raining and I haven't thanked anyone!!

Friday, August 26, 2005

Summer is over!!

I feel burnt out... I'm gonna have to give my boss an ultimatum (no more than 2 shifts a week). Right now, he's trying to pressure me into working 4 or more (during school). I'm not gonna flunk out of grad school for a lousy minimum wage job!!

My little bro was visiting me and I couldn't see him, cuz I worked 6 days. Today's the day off... gonna go run errands and shower first!!

Poopie and Cuzin Matt will be my new neighbours!!

Saturday, August 20, 2005

You'll have to excuse me, I'm not on my best...
I've been red-eyed for the week, I've been home for a rest
All of this yelling has been such a test


I climbed the highest peak in the maritimes, and so did my mom in her fancy shoes!!!

All in all, it was nice to smell fresh air and to sleep in cold weather... and to see Mercury. But I'm ready to get back to civilization:)

Thursday, August 11, 2005

Home for a Rest

Four more days (nights) of travail then I'll leave. I'm looking forward to relaxing and outdoorsy stuff (camping/hiking) with my famille and fighting too...

Jen's here but gone AWOL with her cousin Renee and I presume Critter. Patty's crashed here.

Happy Birthday Cousin Matt:)

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

The never-ending glory

His cords belt out a heart-felt rage
As he's watched, lovin' the stage
But all the applause just ain't enough
His mind craves the white to snuff.

He tells his friends that he has control
As he gets closer to a hole
His pay evaporates and up he goes
The evidence obvious through his damaged nose

They tell me to stop being the pa-parazzi
It's his problem, so let him be
That sooner or later he will see
It's his life to live freely

But to ignore would mean to not care
Wanting to help, but how and where??
He receives support from my grand-mere
Why can't he just be a star by having the right hair?

I have nightmares that some day he will crash
Really, it's about more than the cash
Like Romeo Dallaire, it's shaking hands with the devil
Hard to turn back once it amounts to this level

If I wasn't an atheist, maybe I would pray
Given up on talking, nothing to say
As a solemn promise to let him go his way
Still trying to be sincere and not betray