Vacay...

Jul 07, 2009 22:45

...at least I think it's a vacay. I'm going home to Canada, which means the following:

- Dad cleaning our teeth

- hanging out in back yard

- visiting my parents latest real estate acquisition

- doing homework

- doing work work

- learning lines

- sorting out basement for all the shit I have left at my parents

- seeing old chums

- going to Oak Bay Village and wandering about and buying Canadian sweeties (Coffee Crisps are the fuckin bomb, yo)

- seeing the Almighty Jumbilicus (aka my bro) and his wife (sadly, the kiddie winks are in Kenya, so I won't be seeing them)

- expensive dinners

- meeting Willow, my parents new Chinese Crested

- looking at pics of my parent's old Chinese Crested, Norman and thinking goodly thoughts

- trying not to worry about my housie and my boys back here in C-wood

- trying not to worry that things are blowing up at work

- trying to cram lines into my fekkin head

- enjoying myself and yet itching to get back to my 'routine'

Does any of that make sense??

Off we go!
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