Wednesday, December 31, 2003

 
i wanted to be here today. i wanted to be with these people. so it'd be really nice if i was in a good mood today. and stopped feeling sorry for meself. and stopped feeling like i was only in the way and annoying because i feel like i have nothing to do.

this ain't really going as planned....

but what can ya do.

i don't like having expectations that are completely ignored and overturned, especially when i really didn't think that they were silly expectations to begin with.
posted by me | 7:00 AM

Sunday, December 21, 2003

 
i leave prague tomorrow afternoon. and i'm terribly sad about it. sort of. kind of. but not really. because i know i'll be back. and i'm looking forward to seeing people in germany. and to seeing people and places in vancouver again. gonna be sleeping in germany tomorrow night, then. then one week there, then one week in norway, then back in canada the night of january 7th. rah?

the magazine website launch party was on friday. interesting things happened after i left, although everyone's in one piece at this point, so that's good. the last few months have had so many stories of extreme physical damage though, don't know why. especially this month. hopefully it's done with by now, though. throughout the night i was "The Sticker Girl". because one of the stickers that's being used for advertising, to be plastered about town, is a picture of me. s'actually quite nifty, i like it a lot. i'll link to the site eventually. when i'm sure that i want either page to be found (more this one by people noticing where it's linked from than vice versa). when i'm finished all the work that i need to do to be completely caught up. which involves finishing up another couple articles and laying them out, but i'll get to it. i'll have a few hours to kill at the airport.

it's been snowing this week. it's been lovely. although really warm again today. weather's so strange...

bartered with bulgarians in czech yesterday. spent a good lazy afternoon/evening in the cuban irish bar O'Che's the other day. played with a puppy that only understands greek all weekend. drank kofola. had a long late-night discussion about X-Files with one of the last people i'd expect to be a fan of the show. met an italian who was at the boban markovic concert and gushed about music with him for awhile last night. discussed shishas with a moravian today. got business cards the other day. got christmas shopping finished. had the best chocolate ice cream in the world yesterday. found more graffitti by my favourite graffitti artist here in prague (no clue who it is, but their style's immediately recognisable). got to speak to diiimmi a few times over.

s'been a good week.
posted by me | 4:44 PM

Thursday, December 18, 2003

 
this morning, after tossing and turning for the longest time, i woke up, looked at my clock, read "6:32" and panicked because the tram i have to catch to get the bus to work leaves at 6:35. so i threw on clothes, grabbed my coat and bag and ran. got towards the tramstop and figured that i'd have to catch the metro and hope like hell that i'd make it in time, but looked up at the clock beside the stop just to be sure that'd missed the tram. minute hand pointed to 39, so....

...except that i suddenly realised that the hour hand wasn't pointing at 6, but at 3.

checked my phone clock, yup, 3:39.

at that time of the morning the traffic and the people about are surprisingly the same as at 6:30. and 6:30 isn't a dead time at all.

so, went back home, went to sleep, alarm went and after i double-checked that the time was right, i made meself get up, although i really didn't want to, except that it's the last time i'll see those students. so made meself get to the tram stop in time.

and when i got to the bus stop i waited in the cold. and waited. and waited. along with everyone else. when it was 10 minutes late i started to wonder. at 15 minutes is till didn't look hopeful. at 20 i gave up because the next bus wasn't supposed to be there for another 20 minutes, and by the time i reached work i'd have less than 45 mins to teach (usually it's an hour and a half) and for the amount of time it takes to get there and back, it just wasn't going to be worth it. and i felt dead tired and ill (yay cramps!), and as much as i wanted to see hana and martin one more time, it just seemed silly.

so called and cancelled and went back home to bed and got another hour and a half of sleep, even if i did feel a little bad.

but later on i found out that there was a huge accident at the airport around 3:30 or so, people dead and everything, which is why the busses still weren't running at 6:30. don't know if that's why i woke up or not, though.
posted by me | 4:11 AM