Long weekend... long wait

So my evening with John was great, apart from his talking in his sleep, we caught up and reestablished. Had a shorter but just as satisfying time with Dave. Had coffee with a very old friend and incredibly we click really well, it was great. All is well on this front. I am starting to fall back into the rhythm of things here, and frankly I'll be ripped out in a few days to go learn French anyways.

Went out to the boonies today to visit baby horses. High point of my day was definitely cruising through Cloverdale blasting pop that was outdated by at least five years. Amazing.

As much as I thought I would have to say, I can come up with little that doesn't strike me as totally boring. I mean, I did all those things, but does anyone really want to know about it? Uh no.

Tonight I waited for a phone call, and although things ended up coming together I am still unsure of what exactly happened. Apparently he never called me... so strange.

My attempts to develop musically continue unabated. My most recent joy is Camera Obscura and the Buzzcocks. Mmmm, punk.