Ecstasy

dear diary

so, bunch of stuff, in no particular order. This will be a very large post, if I don't run out of time on this computer. nobody ever reads this, though, so whatever.

I'm on a library computer five minutes from my house, on which I have a max of 1 hour access each day, although I don't usually come. So net access is limited, and chatting won't be so much happening.

about my heart: I just had a second sonocardiograph, because the data disc from the first one got corrupted or something. mmm, taste the beurocracy. But anyhoo, there's a hole between my atria, and I'm definetly getting heart surgery some time this year. Whoopee...

Apartment is nice, roommate (troy) is cool, the job is alright, the city is beautiful, and the produce in chinatown is lovely.

I'm amazed at the charity I constantly receive from others, without even having to ask. Thanks everyone!

Oh, and not that she'll ever read this, but that girl who was compassionate towards drunks such as myself at that dythramb, you are awesome and I was not just drunkenly rambling.

Well, I guess it's not a very large post, with my ability to summarize. I just bought the second cd of my life, some steel drum covers played by a guy I forget the name of right now who plays down on the seawall sometimes. He nis awesome, although unfortunetly my favourite song I heard wasn't on either of his cds. Oh well, I may hear him again. And the peace vigils at the downtown cenitaph seem to be going well. Power to them.

I had a really, really awesome dream recently, as I often do. i don't remember most of it, and what I remember is difficult to describe, but the two lead characters in it were both awesome. A prophet, and a modern joan-of-arc, only fighting for her fellow poor vs. the rich oppressors, instead of for france vs. the brits. Her weapon of choice: a big iron beam, bent.

posted by Murray @ 3:09 PM