:: Wednesday, July 07, 2004 ::

So I took a long weekend for some much needed: A) Vancouver visiting, B) Wreck beach naked tanning/swimming, C) house hunting, and D) doctor's appointments.

My diagnosis? Happy, healthy, relaxed, and not as tanned as I should be (damn you SPF 30).

The house is in the Broadway-Macdonald-Alma area. It's garden level, much bigger and brighter than the cozy little cave I lived in for the past 12 months. Today my mother took me shopping for all the housewares I didn't have to buy last year, and we glutted ourselves on muffin tins and spatulas and Paderno ice cream scoops. It's going to be hard to separate from my parents when I move back to Vancouver - I'm glad I get along with my parents so well. That said, I'm getting the moving bug again... how I love a clean slate. Even if it does start with a 6 page lease with an 8 page addendum featuring things like "section 19: the tenant will not possess a water bed, or any other water-filled furniture or appliances."

I'm looking forward to this new place, new roomate, and the ever-evolving me. I chopped all my hair off and it feels oddly metaphorical for the changes I've been making inside of myself as well.

My fingernails clickity-click as I get closer and closer to falling asleep on the keyboard. I think it's time I cut off these bank teller nails and started playing my guitar again. Although, it was fun being girly for a week or two.

~song~ Enigma - Return to Innocence

:: Katy 10:47 p.m. [+] :: ::