an incredible past two days:
last night, went to see an acoustic show with leela: matt good and melissa mcclelland was opening for him. needless to say, both were amazing. there's something so cool about acoustic shows, how all the layers to songs are stripped down to the bare essentials, and how the performer's voice becomes so much more of an instrument than usual. both were flawless, and powerful, and matt good told funny stories about porn tapes, and growing up in vancouver and going to the arcade.
got home, and talked to erin on the phone before crashing into bed. i then woke up at noon today, and erin called right after to see if i wanted to go to the laundromat and read in the restaurant next to it. so we went, and i finally finished Machiavelli's The Prince (which is small, but I've kept rereading the first five pages and getting sidetracked). we then decided that it was such a nice day, we should go rollerblading all the way down to Olympic Stadium, and then getting kicked out of the Botanical Gardens because you can't rollerblade in it. we're such badasses. went for lunch at Rockaberry but didn't have any pie, instead ate a delicious wrap and salad and Diet Coke, and then headed to Java U for coffee (no wonder I spend so much money in this stupid city).
came home, talked to Phil online for a while and then went and sat on my stoop (i looove when the weather is nice enough to sit on the stoop) and read some more. now I just have to go and get ready to go for all you can eat sushi with Allen, then home to pack and get ready to go back to Ottawa tomorrow, for a little while.
I love days like these.
