Monday, January 24, 2005

no snow drift can defeat me

Just wanted to let you all know that my new snowboots rock!! When I first bought them I though maybe it was a mistake because they say that Toronto doesn't really get that much snow, blah, blah, blah... But, I was sick of having wet feet and wet pant legs from what snow we did get. Anyways, we've have mega snow for the last three days and I've worn them every day and they've been great. My feet stay nice and dry and warm; I don't slip; and, I can truck on through any kind of slush or snow pile. In fact, I think it's great fun to go through the deepest snow just because I can.

On the relationship front, all is chaos: anger, pain, distress, confusion. But, that's about normal right? Anyways, what does it matter when you have great boots?

*snuggles*

Laura

Thursday, January 20, 2005

My nose froze

I experienced the inside of my nose freezing, for the first time ever, yesterday. It took me a while to figure out what the problem was. It just kinda feels like you have a bad case of boogers. Not pleasant. It didn't take me long to realize that I have to put my scarf over my nose and mouth to avoid this problem. What with the wind chill factor here, it's about -30, which is definitely the coldest I've ever felt.

In other news, school is very busy and a bit stressful, but I like the momentum that we have this semester. I'm starting to worry about getting a job. Having not worked since March, I'm having a hard time embracing the possibility of work. It's crazy too because people want to get a resume from you and do an interview even if you just want to volunteer for them once a week. I'm trying to give you free labour here people, come on!! I can only imagine what trying to get a paying job is going to be like.

In the romance area, things are unsettled, but ok. The guy I was seeing did just have a crazy time last week. He was really stressed out about work. His camera ($80,000) has a problem where it's dropping pixels and it needs a new part ($10,000), so he's understandably distressed. I think my main problem is that we met online and it's just a different kind of place to meet someone, so you're even less sure about how things should happen. Basically, I want to suggest to him that we suspend our accounts and just see each other, but we haven't really been dating for very long and it just seems so serious to be talking about being exclusive. But, we're at the point where I would feel pretty devastated if I saw him out with someone else. So, I guess I just need to talk to him about it. I wish I felt more comfortable talking to guys about relationship stuff. I guess I've just been shut down so many times in the past that I'm a little scared.

Ah well, I've done lots of stuff that I was afraid to do and I'm fine. It can't be as terrifying as bungee jumping. Well, I guess I've blathered on long enough now. It's supposed to be a web log not a web novel right?

Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Waiting for the call

Alright, what is it about dating that turns perfectly "normal" people into paranoid basketcases? After a perfectly lovely weekend, my guy said he'd call me on Sunday night or Monday. After not hearing from him on Sunday night, I decided that he shouldn't have to be the one to call me all the time, so I called him. He didn't answer so I left a message. He never returned my call on Monday. You must, of course, realize that I was distressed from the time I left the message, checking the phone for messages repeatedly even though I'd been there and would have heard it if it rang. I finally talked myself down at about 10pm and reminded myself that I had a good life and I didn't need some guy to call me and reaffirm my worth as a human being. So, today when I got home from school there was a message from him saying that he was sorry he hadn't called me back yesterday, but it was just a really busy, crazy day. He asked me to call him back when I got in. So, I called him back and got his answering service again. I left another message. That was at 3:30pm and it's now 10:30pm. He hasn't called back. I can only assume that he never wants to see me again and is just toying with me for fun (that's the paranoid me talking). In truth, I'm sure he's just had another crazy busy day and hasn't had a chance to call back. But, rational thought doesn't make me feel much better. I hope this doesn't happen again tomorrow. This is the part I hate about liking someone.

Saturday, January 08, 2005

Havin' my bloggy butt kicked

Well, you tell me Coral. I'm truly a lax blogger. I'll try to do better, but go ahead and remind me from time to time. Ok, let's see. Well, New Years was a total right off. I just sat at home and with my roommate and her boyfriend and watched DVDs. They went to bed at 11:30, so I had no one to say "Happy New Year" to. I phoned home and said it to my dad and stepmom even though it wasn't New Year's yet for them. That made me feel a bit better.

I went skating at an outdoor rink for my birthday. I've never been skating outside before, so it was really cool. There were about nine of us and we had a lot of fun. I fell on my butt, of course, but that's half the fun.

School started again on Thursday and we already have assignments and presentations due next week. There's nothing like jumping right in to clear out the cobwebs of a long vacation. It's nice to be back to school, though. I was getting pretty bored just hanging out by myself all the time.

Ah, big news on the dating front. I've met someone that I really like. He's 35 (no more cradle robbing) and the same height as me (yay!) and he's so thoughtful and generous and kind. He also likes to get out and do things. He's a cameraman for
TV and films and he loves his job and is very busy with it, but he still has the energy and enthusiasm to go out and have fun with me.

So, of course, I can't help wondering what's going to go wrong. I'm really excited and enjoying the adventure, but part of me is holding back, anticipating doom and destruction. I guess it's the legacy of relationships past. Of course, if something hadn't gone wrong in those relationships, I wouldn't be getting to experience this one. I'll try to let go and enjoy the ride.