Hear that sound? No? Well, I do. It's the sound of internal organs screaming for mercy. Suck it up, liver. You too, lungs. I know I've been cruel, but considering that neither of you are 19, you've been troopers. Really. Just one more weekend: Folkfest is on, and you didn't honestly think I'd behave, did you? Ladysmith Black Mambazo
demands misbehavior; they called this morning and told me. So c'mon, y'all. You can do it.
Back in Victoria after an exhilirating Canada Day and ten-year undergrad reunion in Ottawa. Carleton people, you rock. I had extremely unrealistic expectations of the trip, and you blew them all sky-high. We must do this again, and soon. Zero points for Cindy not coming, though. Girl, I know you've got two kids, but you shoulda let the sled dogs babysit.
Also made a friend there, suddenly and unexpectedly. Not sure what that means exactly yet - we only spent 36 total hours together. But if nothing else, it's been a long while since someone looked at me
that way, and I'm not surprised to discover that my fragile male ego needed the boost.