Sunday, March 06, 2005

elevators are like subways

Oh yeaaah
I said I would take a nap. Then I didn't because I am a compulsive liar and loved knowing that you thought I was sleeping for the past ten hours but really I wasn't.
Instead, I was secretly gathering automobile insurance information, and answering the rest of Johnny's riddles, while eating homemade pizza. And you were none the wiser.

Today has been a relaxing day. I decided it would be so yesterday while having a picnic on the floor of Robby K's bedroom with Cheryl, Matt and he.
The way I see it, I had no other choice. Yesterday was a day of crystallized perfection. I can't compete with it. Its brilliance would cast an anti-climactic fog over anything I could have tried to do today, and so, reflection was the plan of choice.

I want to tell you everything I did. I want to share every moment with you. I want to make you feel like you were there, like you experienced it all yourself. I want to, but that wouldn’t be fair to you, because you are special. You are beautiful in your individuality. Nobody does the same things at the same times for the same reasons as you do. You are your own story, waiting to be written. You are sea of words, hastily scribbled on a napkin, and left casually lying on the bar; craving to be read. You are you.

I do want to share some of my day though, so here goes:

For starters, I had the best lunch ever.

I still refuse to get a cell phone, though it’s becoming painfully clear that it’s a good idea.

I eventually managed to hook up with Rob and Kev.Janine

Hot-glue guns can fix anything.

I had the best canoli ever.

Kev and I went to see Jakalope at the Mod Club and Johnny Hollow was there and they had a cello and were incredible and it was crazy awesome and I tried to take lots of picture but my batteries died and I could only take a picture every five or ten minutes ‘cause my camera kept turning off but it didn’t matter and was amazing andKatie B
Robby K’s roommate Fran was there at the end of the show handing out Edge 102 paraphernalia.

Rob, Matty H and Cheryl all went to Club Rockit to see another cello-band playing for Canadian Music Week.

We got back together at Rob’s place and basked in our own awesomeness for a while.

Kev went to sleep while we made another trip to the building around the corner.

We found lemon-meringue pie and more at the Dominion store on the way back.

We had a picnic, and I felt amazing and stopped talking for a while to just enjoy the moment.

We went to sleep eventually, having lost any sense of a concept of time and all was well.