things that have changed since my last post:

Ministry and Madonna framed this last weekend for my darling tt and i. both concerts included footage and commentary which was very Bush negative, and although i hope this is becoming popular opinion/thought (as in Madonna) it is a shame that nothing happens... even at such extremes as we have today. both concerts were amazing and left me humming and kicking at the crowd, um, i mean with the crowd. heh. it was a good birthday weekend, yes.

tt and i have moved to a new home a few weekends ago - south (as opposed to west) of the city. uber convenient so far, although i miss being able to walk to sushi for dinner. we will find new places to salivate about, for certain. there are busses, subways, and trains all close by to take us wherever our whims lay - and most important is the 24 hr bus from downtown - excellent for concerts/clubs/happy hour. the house is a bit bigger than the last, a bit cheaper, and has some neat features (garbage disposal, 2nd bathroom, large deck) i have not really had before. we bought a grill/smoker - !! - the fish and veggies we've tried so far have been numalicious. grilled apples are super good too - i wonder if one can grill pears?

so life has changed, at least the where of life. we will be going to aikido moreso now that we are 12min. away (instead of 40+) and walks seem to be a bit more reasonable as it is flatter where we live (not on the top of a cliff) - bodies may change, and with that perhaps levels of happiness? things do not equal happy, nor does love or commitment. happy is a very inside thing for me, oh yes, i need to start digging. i am hoping being more physical helps to stir the me up a bit.

the mr. is doing well with his various doctor appointments and potential interviews. he is a busy one, that boy. things are changing for him so fast it is all i can do to just keep up. he is interviewing (3rd and face to face) at a place just a few blocks from where i work now. i imagine lunches together at that little french place with the cheese and quiches. i daydream about msging him for a hug and getting it a few minutes later in person. i ponder his happiness and less stress - my beautiful, sensitive boy smiling.

we will not broach the topic of my work - nope.

that pile of thank you cards staring at me needs some attention - at least they were sent to his family and some of the kindred, but lots left and no motivation in supply.

one day...

i just deleted about 1/2 of this entry do to its pouty/down nature. this happens when i write - i rant unhappily. *rolls eyes* everything positive can be turned negative with a stray wisp of a thought, and then it is all wails and nails from there. sheesh.