Breaking inertia
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garranI have had the entry block. I guess I can talk about music.
I have a ticket to see Final Fantasy the violinist at UBC in September, which is in the drawer with my yen (I'm specifying that not for you guys but so that I'll remember where it is). In the month following that, both Andrew Bird and Sufjan Stevens are coming to town, though I've just read that the Sufjan tickets might be sold out. I hope that isn't true; I actually cried out in horror.
That was not much talking about music! That is what comes of the entry block.
It has been too hot, which I suppose comes of the summer. Dubious season, I've always thought, except I like the smell and the happy way people dress. The summer has made me realize that I'd really like to be swimming, but I'm not sure where. I like to do my swimming outdoors. All my houses previous to this one have had pools, either in the neighbourhood complex or, in the case of the Dollar Road house, in the very backyard; that pool was not worth that house (indeed I didn't use it nearly as much as I'd like to now), but this house would be even better with a pool nearby.
One of my bedposts has ceased supporting the bed, so that the frame slides about and the headboard tilts back alarmingly. This has been Pronounced Unsafe, so I staggered downstairs with my mattress and am sleeping in the lower living room there for the meantime. I will need to clean up my room enough that a bunch of us can squeeze in there and figure out if it's fixable.
I have been reading a lot of library books. Recently: Naomi Novik's His Majesty's Dragon; Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys; Jonathan Lethem's Motherless Brooklyn; Ken Macleod's The Sky Road; some other things I forget at the moment. Currently: C. J. Cherryh's Cyteen.
I have a ticket to see Final Fantasy the violinist at UBC in September, which is in the drawer with my yen (I'm specifying that not for you guys but so that I'll remember where it is). In the month following that, both Andrew Bird and Sufjan Stevens are coming to town, though I've just read that the Sufjan tickets might be sold out. I hope that isn't true; I actually cried out in horror.
That was not much talking about music! That is what comes of the entry block.
It has been too hot, which I suppose comes of the summer. Dubious season, I've always thought, except I like the smell and the happy way people dress. The summer has made me realize that I'd really like to be swimming, but I'm not sure where. I like to do my swimming outdoors. All my houses previous to this one have had pools, either in the neighbourhood complex or, in the case of the Dollar Road house, in the very backyard; that pool was not worth that house (indeed I didn't use it nearly as much as I'd like to now), but this house would be even better with a pool nearby.
One of my bedposts has ceased supporting the bed, so that the frame slides about and the headboard tilts back alarmingly. This has been Pronounced Unsafe, so I staggered downstairs with my mattress and am sleeping in the lower living room there for the meantime. I will need to clean up my room enough that a bunch of us can squeeze in there and figure out if it's fixable.
I have been reading a lot of library books. Recently: Naomi Novik's His Majesty's Dragon; Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys; Jonathan Lethem's Motherless Brooklyn; Ken Macleod's The Sky Road; some other things I forget at the moment. Currently: C. J. Cherryh's Cyteen.
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Date: 2006-07-28 06:05 pm (UTC)There's a popular swimming spot, found if you turn left off the suspension bridge, where the rock faces are close together but the water runs slow and clear and you can see down into a deep green chasm. It's sometimes full of loud young men daring each other to cannonball off the cliffs, but sometimes it's not.
You probably know this already, you do live on the North Shore...