Hmm, well it is about time for the birthday cards to come down, and among the parents, grandparents, sister (but not brother) the non family ones were from V, K and LH. Now, I haven't mentioned LH before (I don't think), but she is about the only person I have met online the last year or so that I actually keep in regular touch with. A big improvement on my 'quantity not quality' view of internet friends a few years ago. And, as far as I can tell, LH is the only person I communicate with away from the blogosphere that comes in here and reads my life LOL - so I better be on my best behaviour eh :)
Think we have chatted for about six to nine months, but only over the weekend, what with my birthday and all, did I give my address. Reminds me of SW, a Wellington friend I have that I met online, took nine months before we even met, even being in the same town and all - discretion is the better part of valour in all things online, lol or should I sub the word caution for discretion - I am sure everyone knows a lot of nutters out there :)
Part of the message in the card from K -
'I feel that I have gone through, or am going through, another evolution in my life. Yes, it means leaving you and all those memories behind. That makes me sad, but it is important to me that I have a full life. I hope you are going to make your life more full - make this year your year of change and growth.'
Now, in my opinion, that is a farewell of sorts, but I mentioned it to V, doing the opening up thing, and she said no way is that any 'improvement' on what K has said before. I dunno, I think it is a letting go, but I guess V has seen enough false hope on that front to make her cynical.
And just to continue with the long lost friend theme this entry has started to take, got a birthday email message from JM, a former workmate with my last employer back home. Think it was about the first one in six months that I had gotten from her - just a simple happy birthday, but I sent War and Peace back LOL - when I am sending one of those 'are you still alive' emails, I tend to ramble on about anything - pretty much like in here, minus the politics LOL. And if you haven't noticed, I tend to write the way I speak, or speak the way I write, just like I am having a conversation.
And then another long lost friend, this time JB from the great state of Texas - about the last person online that I had met that I had spoken to regularly. Dropped offline about eight months ago, but again, sent a how is life going email to me. Which I replied to, which was nice.
And just to do THREE paragraphs starting with the wrong word LOL, was listening to Radiohead's Kid A on my CD player on the train today (I have a book to read, but maybe I should take the paperback copy - the A4 size is just too bulky and pretentious LOL - Magician by Raymond E Feist by the way), anyways, back to Kid A, and I thought about H.
The trip to Vancouver Island in November 2000 being the first time I had really listened to Kid A, I think her ex had a copy of it, or maybe it was my copy. Kid A, Play by Moby, and Stew by Wide Mouth Mason (Canadian group, only time I have ever heard the word Saskatchewan in song lyrics LOL) being THE background music to my trip there. Remember, this was the GOOD trip LOL.
Kid A reminds me of the smell of wet leaves in the forest, the slight chill in the air outside, the chill in the basement converted into an art studio (any central heating being upstairs), the excitement of being around her, waiting for her to come home, seeing her eyes in the rear vision mirror looking at me in the back seat of the car, having my body cast in plaster as Radiohead wailed to a nervous breakdown in the background (that is how Thom Yorke described it, Kid A is the breakdown album, whereas Amnesiac is the figuring out what happened during Kid A album), finding out that salmon doesn't just come in cans, and that you can actually have steaks of them (hey, I am but a poor sheltered Kiwi boy when it comes to salmon LOL), the thinking what are she and her ex up to pang of jealousy while they park me in front of Cutthroat Island and Canadian Bacon, the meeting her friends, watching them play Playstation and head down to the club, the junior hockey match - go the Salsa - and the coffee and cake afterwards...
LOL no wonder I love Vancouver Island :)
Play by Moby, and especially Porcelain, reminds me of driving out to Tofino Beach, looking out to the US coast just across the water, and just the perfectness of that day (at least in my mind). Stew by Wide Mouth Mason reminds me much more of err intimate moments - I thought, for a fleeting moment there, of She's Alone as 'our' song. LOL the curse of the first truly madly deeply, everything is fresh and new and innocent and incorruptible.
I don't think I ever got around to doing a full diary entry for that trip - sure, I have notes SOMEWHERE, but not just a full day to day thing of what we did. And no, I didn't mean that way LOL, but eh, some writers get lots of readership by writing about intimacy, but would taint the rest of my blog perhaps? I can never be one of those types of people that puts their thoughts into well this is my sex blog and this is my politics blog and this is my work blog, they are all just mushed in together (not that I have a sex blog aspect in here of course, but just as an example).
Wow I did manage to get a lot of inspiration here. Must throw my mind back four and a half years more often - H is a gem of a subject - well the Vancouver part of it, less so than the Northern Ireland part, although truly, I have no rancour about it anymore, and H is a friend as the others I need to get back in touch with soonish :)
And yes, it isn't only Vancouver Island that I have fond Canadian memories of, but more of that in a later blog, methinks.
Later peeps
Pauly
Think we have chatted for about six to nine months, but only over the weekend, what with my birthday and all, did I give my address. Reminds me of SW, a Wellington friend I have that I met online, took nine months before we even met, even being in the same town and all - discretion is the better part of valour in all things online, lol or should I sub the word caution for discretion - I am sure everyone knows a lot of nutters out there :)
Part of the message in the card from K -
'I feel that I have gone through, or am going through, another evolution in my life. Yes, it means leaving you and all those memories behind. That makes me sad, but it is important to me that I have a full life. I hope you are going to make your life more full - make this year your year of change and growth.'
Now, in my opinion, that is a farewell of sorts, but I mentioned it to V, doing the opening up thing, and she said no way is that any 'improvement' on what K has said before. I dunno, I think it is a letting go, but I guess V has seen enough false hope on that front to make her cynical.
And just to continue with the long lost friend theme this entry has started to take, got a birthday email message from JM, a former workmate with my last employer back home. Think it was about the first one in six months that I had gotten from her - just a simple happy birthday, but I sent War and Peace back LOL - when I am sending one of those 'are you still alive' emails, I tend to ramble on about anything - pretty much like in here, minus the politics LOL. And if you haven't noticed, I tend to write the way I speak, or speak the way I write, just like I am having a conversation.
And then another long lost friend, this time JB from the great state of Texas - about the last person online that I had met that I had spoken to regularly. Dropped offline about eight months ago, but again, sent a how is life going email to me. Which I replied to, which was nice.
And just to do THREE paragraphs starting with the wrong word LOL, was listening to Radiohead's Kid A on my CD player on the train today (I have a book to read, but maybe I should take the paperback copy - the A4 size is just too bulky and pretentious LOL - Magician by Raymond E Feist by the way), anyways, back to Kid A, and I thought about H.
The trip to Vancouver Island in November 2000 being the first time I had really listened to Kid A, I think her ex had a copy of it, or maybe it was my copy. Kid A, Play by Moby, and Stew by Wide Mouth Mason (Canadian group, only time I have ever heard the word Saskatchewan in song lyrics LOL) being THE background music to my trip there. Remember, this was the GOOD trip LOL.
Kid A reminds me of the smell of wet leaves in the forest, the slight chill in the air outside, the chill in the basement converted into an art studio (any central heating being upstairs), the excitement of being around her, waiting for her to come home, seeing her eyes in the rear vision mirror looking at me in the back seat of the car, having my body cast in plaster as Radiohead wailed to a nervous breakdown in the background (that is how Thom Yorke described it, Kid A is the breakdown album, whereas Amnesiac is the figuring out what happened during Kid A album), finding out that salmon doesn't just come in cans, and that you can actually have steaks of them (hey, I am but a poor sheltered Kiwi boy when it comes to salmon LOL), the thinking what are she and her ex up to pang of jealousy while they park me in front of Cutthroat Island and Canadian Bacon, the meeting her friends, watching them play Playstation and head down to the club, the junior hockey match - go the Salsa - and the coffee and cake afterwards...
LOL no wonder I love Vancouver Island :)
Play by Moby, and especially Porcelain, reminds me of driving out to Tofino Beach, looking out to the US coast just across the water, and just the perfectness of that day (at least in my mind). Stew by Wide Mouth Mason reminds me much more of err intimate moments - I thought, for a fleeting moment there, of She's Alone as 'our' song. LOL the curse of the first truly madly deeply, everything is fresh and new and innocent and incorruptible.
I don't think I ever got around to doing a full diary entry for that trip - sure, I have notes SOMEWHERE, but not just a full day to day thing of what we did. And no, I didn't mean that way LOL, but eh, some writers get lots of readership by writing about intimacy, but would taint the rest of my blog perhaps? I can never be one of those types of people that puts their thoughts into well this is my sex blog and this is my politics blog and this is my work blog, they are all just mushed in together (not that I have a sex blog aspect in here of course, but just as an example).
Wow I did manage to get a lot of inspiration here. Must throw my mind back four and a half years more often - H is a gem of a subject - well the Vancouver part of it, less so than the Northern Ireland part, although truly, I have no rancour about it anymore, and H is a friend as the others I need to get back in touch with soonish :)
And yes, it isn't only Vancouver Island that I have fond Canadian memories of, but more of that in a later blog, methinks.
Later peeps
Pauly
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