“Yeah I’m gonna write everyday!” she said on return to Canada. Heh. No. But I could at least acknowledge some sort of anniversary of the first blog post.

My log: it is 4pm and I am sitting in my pyjamas, drinking tea and writing emails. My mind is so empty now and it feels good. I went to a yoga class (first since I left Vancouver) this morning and my bottom hurts. That feels sort of good. I had a two hour nap this afternoon. That felt really good. But I couldn’t do the yoga-nap-late pyjamas thing everyday. What makes me idle in Regina? My active youth was motivated by getting out of the house and being away from my family but now that I have grown up and realized that I love my family…there is less drive to leave home. I could sit around and enjoy their company all day (*cough* *cough* - day lengths within human abilities of course).

Oooh, I did get to try the Wii (my cousins). Zelda, tennis, and boxing. I strained my arm. I love the multi-player excitement and movement but I guess it can be too much sometimes. One Wii stick had already received a little bit of a beating during a collision between my uncle and cousin. One thing I would like to see: some way to incorporate the non-controller wielding people in the room. Probably by way of voice processing.

Ack it is getting late! Time to pick up my mother from the police station…she works there. Actually because of her I was able to get a pass for the police gym. It is small, old, and I stare at brick walls while I jog but there is something so cool about it. When I am there I pretend I am on some crime/police/CSI-like tv show and this is the workout scene where I quench all my work and relationship-drama frustrations.

Time to go!