shrug

My VISA card just got declined while I was trying to order Yves Rocher beauty products to pamper myself and forget all about my financial woes.

Flickr? I hardly know 'er!

I've done it, taken the plunge and bought a Flickr Pro account. A whopping $25 US for a full year to upload as much as I like. I think that's a fair deal. And since today is a
low slow
grey sunday,
I'm migrating photos.
The ones I deem acceptable for public viewing in any case. I could showcase everything—let it all hang out—but that's really not my style. It's kind of like tidying up before having company over, or making your bed before heading out to the kitchen for breakfast. I put it down to deeply ingrained protestant ethics and early childhood lessons in good breeding and propriety—something that's been both a blessing and a curse to me in my adult life.

almost summer

wow I miss my sweetheart.
wish I were at the lake tonight
getting high by the fire.

half-asleep letter on the corridor commute...

I got your message on my cell as I was on the train heading back here (mtl). Dude beside me was a buddhist named alex who had just been on some meditation retreat. he crunched dried seaweed that looked like dark green paper and i tried to read his notes over his shoulder but they were half in chinese. Damn, I could have been *this close* to enlightenment.

and get me to tell you about the cute gay soldier at Kingston station.
sun was sloping low over green spring fields. wow it was pretty.

back in TO by june 30th.
can't wait
be good
do you have a phone number?
please come home

my verandah will welcome you into its leafy arms.