habit

what a crazy day. a crazy few days actually.

my birthday. man. i'll just go with the good stuff....i had told anita that all i really want for my birthday was to eat fake beef at chu chai. girl took the reigns and called some folks and made reservations and to my surprise pammy was in from ottawa and so me, and she and anita and j and allen went and had us some feastin. it was really nice, i think we all had a good time just chillin together and talking and laughing and being out. we ate well but didnt gorge, and instead of birthday cake i had a glass of leechee fruit with a sparkler in it.

anita and j and pam chipped in to get me a gift card from urabn outfitters, my favorite clothing/accessory/home store in the city...possibly the world. and considering its one the overpriced side of life and im on the unemployed side of life, a gift card is super sweet. im psyched to get me some new digs in time for shows. woo!

anita also made this awesome thing for me i wish i had taken a photo of to show....she's taking a calligraphy class and wrote out the words to given to fly all in calligraphy on this long narrow paper that she attached to two chopstick looking things to make into a long scroll. i have it hanging in my computer room already, and it looks so nice, i love it. i love looking up and seeing the words...makes me feel all warm. thanks, dude.

she also made this awesome eddie vedder card for me with an ed montage on the front that is rather tasty...i do have a picture of that, but im not too fond of the ol close up shot of yours truly thats with it, so if i can crop it down i'll show y'all.

the night was intimate and short and sweet and was just what i wanted. couldnt be happier. and oh man, that beef.

last night while talking to cari we got on the pine valley subject once more. we were laughing and remembering names and people and wondering what the fuck they are up to now. she challenged me to find them on the computer...and i did just that. i managed to find two people, both floridians, who i kept in touch with after camp for awhile but with whom ive long since lost touch. and they both already have emailed me back, which is so great and fun and crazy. what one of them does for a living...its mindblowing, and i cant repeat it. (sorry, yo). stacey and chad. stacey is hilarious and immediately we went right back to being snarky and sarcastic and insulting...just an easy return to the friendship because i guess we grew up but we didnt change all that much. and chad...well he's gonna call me later and the last time i spoke to him he was married and living in germany. well, not no more. im pretty excited about the whole thing. both these people bring back great memories and are pure good in my history. hooray for reunitedness.

this morning i went to the physio. im allowed to do standing stretches now, and only have to ice once or twice a day. im still restricted to the bikes, but im allowed practicing to walk super slow on the treadmill. she told me that some people with this injury become so used to limping they never stop, even when its healed. i can see how that would happen, because ive taken to walking on the side of my right foot to baby my calf. i dont want that to happen...and hopefully the treadmill work will lead to more walking on it at higher speeds. most important, it didnt get worse. its healing. this is good.

at the gym today stephanie scared the crap out of me by standing over me while i was doing sit ups. she was like 'you have to come to the counter now!' so i got up and she had bought me a piece of cake (some trainer) with candles and a card. she's sweet, and the ho got black forest cake. i was like 'how could you do this to me!' but i figured its kind of a bad omen to not have cake for one's birthday and so i had a bite. and then i brought the rest home and ate it all. hehe. eh, birthdays only come once a year. damn her, there was probably a full day's worth of calories in that one piece alone. but it was tasty.

then tonight was creative writing. i had left my homework to the very last minute, and indeed went with the expos getting a downtown stadium as my changed ending. i actually was pretty pleased with what i wrote and at a point of it i made myself tear up and get all verklempt. anyway, first the class and teacher went over my long story that i thought they were going to tear apart...but they loved it. they LOVED it. they all said that it flowed and it worked and the characters were real and likeable and interesting and funny, and that the writing was, teacher's word: eloquent. that i have special attention to detail....it was a chorus of raves, and i was surprised and blown away. and they dug the expos one too. im gonna send it to the editor who printed my letters, see if i can get him to well up also. anyway..im thinking: write a book. im thinking it. lets see if i get to doing it.

some dude today was walking towards my gym like three paces ahead of me. i saw him bend down so i looked down to: motherfucker scored two twenties, just sitting there on the sidewalk. i was like 'wanna share?' and he just ignored me pretty much and it really burned me because FUCK i dont have a job *i* should find two twenties, not some creepola. if i had left my house just a minute earlier....oh well. i dont like thinking about this because it gets me all aggravated.

theres a restaurant nearby i want to apply at tomorrow, its not crazy busy or anything, but theyve been around so long that they must do some business sometime, and something is better than nothing. tho theyre calling for freezing rain so maybe i'll have to put it off till wednesday but i dont want to. and since its now the first week of feb hopefully the dream location will call. (please call, let them call, please please).

oops---long distance call--gotta fly.

tuesday is mac and eevee's birthday (and lenny). send presents in the form of catnip. =)

-there is freedom within-