That much further..... East?

After much thought, a few ginger ales, and some severe head trauma, I've decided to move again. For now I'll be in Guelph, living off the land. In an apartment with Jeff Kenney, off the ground. Get the joke I made? As you can see, the months in Alberta have been formative. I now have a perfect sense of humour. Ideally I can continue to crack wise without it constantly being at the expense of someone else.

I could get all dramatic and talk about how hopefully living out west really did change me, or how things need to be different this time in Guelph, buut I'm not that open. Basically we'll see how things unravel.

The pocket Dangerous book for boys: Things to Do.

At the end of my vacation I'm left with some burning questions:
1. Just how many amazing Simpson's Halloween costumes could I come up with?
2. As great as Alberta is, should I consider moving back to where all my best friends live?
3. Just how many amazing Simpson's aliases are there?

The first and third questions are answered only by my current therapy of cartoon marathons. If you read a guest book entry from Armin Tamzarian, its possible it was me. I can only begin to imagine the great costumes there are, Milhouse comes to mind for sure.

That being said, this trip to Ontario served the exact opposite of its purpose. My intention was that while enjoying my trip, I would return home to the mountains with a confirmed belief that it was where I wanted to live. After being here for five full days I feel that I moved hastily from Guelph. There are an abundance of things I had not appreciated while living here, and assumed that outdoor adventures could only happen somewhere else. Its hard to elaborate on something fully when I don't know what my next step will be. Its entirely potential I'll move back to Ontario. Its also entirely possible that the world will cease to exist. The only thing not possible is the leafs winning the Stanley cup.

Basically, I'm continuing the theme of being unsure. I'll decide on the spot what my course of action is, and whether or not I regret it, I'll be able to live with it.

Captain's log, Day 43:

The view alone is worth the price of admission.

Although it was a high cost, moving away from close friends and family, and giving up the band that has meant my life for five years, I'm starting to feel more and more like Alberta is my home. Once I visit I'm sure I'll miss living in Guelph, but that part of my life: those friends, the memories, will always be accessible.

Not a whole lot has been going on, aside from working endless hours. I applied for a loan to buy a 2007 Ford Focus, I'll find out about it Wednesday. Normally I'd be chattier, or typier, but I'm way too tired.

Football fever, catch it.

I actually went through with it? I'm as surprised as you are.

Whoa!

A bit delayed on posting, and not in the usual self deprecating manner, but still I'm back on the world wide web. After three days on a bus, a breakdown an hour away from Calgary, a missing bicycle, and too many other occurrences to mention I'm finally set up in Alberta! I have a new phone number and its in the crazy 403 area code. I don't have too many things interesting to write about, I only seem to be able to write in odd tired or crazy moods and so far I've been levelheaded. I miss my close friends and family but I'm still having a great time!

Reading lots of books, getting my ass kicked riding in the mountains, and almost hitting cows, this is the life.

Some cool pics:

A cake I baked today for Claire's birthday. Its the first cake I've made and easily the most work I've put into anything food related ever.



This is driving home, and crazy weather patterns.

Its less than 24 hours before I board a bus to move west.