Now Even Less

Haven't written here in a very very long time- still check though to see if you girls have been updating.

What's new since March?

It's like when you run into someone and they ask you what you've been doing for the last 5 years. Well... There doesn't ever seem to be anything worth putting in there.

- still dating Myles. Still struggling with what to call him since "boyfriend" sounds like I'm in grade 8 and "partner" sounds like we don't actually know each other that well. Suggestions on this debate now include "associate" and "lover" but those are also at opposite ends of the spectrum. I guess mostly I don't mention him to strangers anyway. Today at work I caught myself calling him "somebody," as in "somebody just texted me that a cougar was shot today in Langford"

-My arms are peeling from a camping trip that was 2 weeks ago on Salt Spring at Ruckles Park. It is this Provincial Park which is also a working family farm with turkeys and sheep. Highlights: Frances driving the narrow winding island roads at top speed, tequila star gazing, the gosling family that swam past our tent every morning (making a joke about Ryan Gosling to a man who clearly didn't know who that was) Lowlights: sharing a sleeping bag, getting squirted in the face by a sea cucumber, Avril Levigne getting stuck in everyone's head.
Next camping trip scheduled for this Friday. Am bringing sunscreen.

- Went to the dentist for the first time in six years. My dentist was tanned and athletic looking, probably about 4 years older than me, max. I have to go back and spend all my savings on his next tropical vacation soon.

- Saw Destroyer the other night with Kat, who is being pursued by Myles' open relationshipped best friend. Anyway the show was acoustic and solo which just meant that we heard each lyric perfectly. Very nice
The opener was Blackout Beach, another solo artist who grew up in Langford and whose mom was at the show trying to give away these red and black Italian alligator shoes that she had bought but her son didn't want. Size nine.

Anyway somehow its bed time but I'm still a bit wired from my 5 o'clock blood sugar salvaging coffee, purchased at a Starbucks patronized by this kissy faced couple who sat in the corner and sucked face for a bit. When they got up I noticed the girl had the biggest bruise I have ever seen on her face. I hope it wasn't his.