Recipes from Vic’s Planet……

so. a blog. for my ma.

i be sittin in my man boxers (comfiest pjs of all time, doncha know) eating (well having now finished) probably one of the better brownies of this world, tired and smelling like a kitchen (a good one, minimum grease). on my way home from work - two intersections away - i carried a pile of boxes a little taller than me (intended for packing purposes), wearing my grubby shorts n’ converse. (post of parentheses, in case you hadn’t noticed. i like themes.) aaaand it’s friday night, the town is busy, this IS the main drag (main / only - same thing in guelph). it’s always interesting to walk anywhere when 100% of the people you’re weaving between are drunk off their faces or crazy enough to look like it. passed some guys sitting on the pavement, staring at me bump my way across an intersection, i said “oh yeah, this is how i always go to bars”. there’s drunk laughing, and there’s drunk laughing that goes on for so long that you’re just annoyed. luckily i was walking all the while so i didn’t have to wait and find out.

but - boxes! for packing! for moving!!! purposes!!!! i’m excited. as much as i have enjoyed living where i do, the next place has four catchy shimmery bits:

1) no mice. (potato bugs apparently, but, smeh. cross that when i get to it.)
2) built in 1827 (stone walls, for REALsies.) - AND a balcony.
3) piano and ben both allowed!
4) located downtown, but just up the bend from downtown, so lacking the noise. (and the idiots.)

summer’s looking like this (as it has for the last 3/4 weeks): full time work a la Cornerstone, my favourite little vegetarian restaurant, impromptu days off spent lurking around guelph (at places like the park, gordon & taylor (like today, i’m in love with a steinway), day trips?) aaaand now i’m confused by all my parentheses. but i stand by them. ummmm aaaaand campings, excursions, possible massive tripping out to somewhere??? and a little shakespeare in toronto at the end of august. i’m kind of excited to see what this place is like in the summer, and a little nervous that it’ll get to be too small. signed up so far for an ultimate frisbee team (because they have to have a girl on the team to play - i know right - eek), an art workshop (for free!), and music days on street corners (because that’s where you always knew i’d end up).

time for bed! the sausage’s 1st birthday party is tomorrow :o)