Random Musings

While I can't say I'm completely unhappy not to be flying to Vancouver even as we speak, I do still feel slightly rejected and out of sorts. But perhaps this has far more to do with the lingering after-effects of having swum a lot on the weekend (uncharacteristic behavior, though surprisingly easy to fall back into, considering I probably hadn't done it for at least five years), gotten raucously drunk (am having occasional muzzy moments when I turn my head quickly, a sure sign of alcohol poisoning), and fighting an ongoing battle with my right ankle/foot, which keeps starting to kill about halfway through any given day. Yoga last night definitely helped, a tip-off that I should A) do it again today and B) go to the fucking doctor. A week of anything which requires daily doses of Robaxicet is long enough.

So anyhow, yes, Muskoka was great. I enjoyed it a lot. And now I get to settle back into "normal" concerns, doing stuff that has to be done, etc. We'll see whether or not any of it turns out to be creative...I'm certainly hoping. But Cal is pissy and odd right now, sometimes amusingly so (he ran straight into a wall five minutes ago, bounced off, shook himself, and was totally fine), sometimes really not. Which may make doing more than laundry the ever-popular shade of difficult.

I've been watching those i-pod Nano ads and musing vaguely about what 1,000 songs might best define me, or which ones I'd take to a desert island that happened to have i-pod-charging capacity. But Cal has just begun to shriek and sob because I opened the bedroom door, so this will have to wait.