Saturday evening I spent the better part of an hour telling ghostsandrobots the story of Peter and Nancy, two friends from university whose lives have intertwined significantly with mine. They were the only Christian friends who didn't freak out when I came out. We have drifted apart since, and I hadn't heard from them in four years. A few weeks ago I dreamt ( Read more... )

Yesterday morning I went to farmers market seeking colour and sound. I don't mind crowds, but that one is always particularly pleasant. People go for more than the buying-to enjoy the community, sensual pleasures, and creativity of craftspeople. I invariably run into friends. Unfortunately the lady who sells Turkish delight was not there.

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Come, set the candles all aflame
to shine away your cryptic shame,
expose the good....I must call him Daniel L. to differentiate from Dan V. and Danny O. He is French-Canadian, erudite, humanistic, well travelled. He was the first great friend I made after coming out. We met through a phone dating service in autumn 1996 and became lovers for ( Read more... )

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Every Wednesday, Two Rivers Community Group has a potluck lunch. Everyone is welcome. It's like extended family. Yesterday was Christmas dinner complete with turkey, stuffing and cranberry sauce ( Read more... )

Goody’s wake was held last night at the house he shared with jgrizz and weebax. I experienced unforeseen strangeness upon entering his room with clothing and possessions laid out, hearing stories they elicited, even my own small story ( Read more... )

Sylvie had suggested volunteering to establish work experience. This morning I dropped into the volunteer centre. The receptionist gave me a form to fill out and showed me two large binders of job listings sorted by interest. A smaller binder lists the most current postings. This week's sheet showed five opportunities ( Read more... )