Funny how grass actually smells like grass...

Went to Canada with Carmela and Dane last week. I don't care what Josh and Justine say, but Calgary is a beautiful city, and I could live there anyday if the occasion arose.
We stayed with my aunt who has a bed-n-breakfast (cute, cozy, relaxing) and who did her best to pack an extra ten pounds on us each by the end of the week. She cooks only organic and natural foods, very healthy, but seriously, much more than I am used to. Climbing to the top of Sulfur Mountain put a slight dent in the ten pounds, and almost killed me. I am embarassingly out of shape.
On the mountain, about half way up, we found a waterfall. It was at least 70*F, but the banks of the waterfall were still covered with snow. It was heaven.
We herded cattle with my uncle and cousins. New experience. I loved it. I was horrible at it, but it was fun. My poor uncle was probably getting pretty frustrated with us city kids. Carmela's a natural, or at least better than I am... Dane didn't fair so well. Ask him about it.
On the way home we stopped in Montana. We hung out with Alan and Jeff. That was just plain good. Montana is absolutely gorgeous.
So, we got back from Canada on Sunday night, and it was back to work on Monday. I work afternoons, so I tend to go to bed way too late, sleep in till noon, have a slow breakfast, and then head of too work again. I see my roommates only in passing these days...with the exception of Matt, who's still looking for a job. I must say, of all the roommates, I have the best job I think. I get to hang out with my girls, go to the pool, watch movies, go bowling, play basketball (rather horribly)...
This is gonna be a good summer...

Sweet dreams...

Every week or so, I dream about a spider. Each time, the spider is different (I once dreamt of one that looked like a ballsack with legs...absolutely freaky). But always the spider somehow manages to get onto my body somehow, and no matter what I do, I cannot get rid of it. If somehow I get it off of me, it jumps back on, and it follows me everywhere. I wake up whimpering or yelling, with arms flailing everywhere as I try to brush off the disgusting creature. The terror experienced is completely disproportional to the size of the stupid things...but what to do?
Sometimes I love sleep, especially those nights when I cannot remember my dreams, or when I have those sorts of dreams that you never want to wake up from. But sometimes sleep is no where I want to be... I am somewhere between worlds, where reality and dream are mixed with insanity, and I cannot sleep enough to escape or wake enough to reason.

Yeah!, for late nights and early mornings...

I need to stop staying up so late when I have to be up early the next day. I'm so incredibly non-functional in the morning. Coffee is my ultimate saving substance.
I'm at work at the moment, and only one girl is home, and she is doing her homework, so I have some free minutes. She asks me for help once in a while, but she's pretty good at working on her own. I have these wonderful proud motherly moments when she asks me to check it and I can tell her she "did a good job!". Speaking of which, it's mother's day today... I talked to my mom for a good 2 min on the phone. Somehow that doesn't seem right. The all-night serenade-runs to all the mothers in our church with our youth group back home seem much more fitting.
I'm going to Alberta in a week, with Carmela and Dane. I'm excited! We picked a bad week to do it though, cause I'm gonna miss a wedding and I'll miss seeing Margo and Scott. :( You guys coming down again this summer?
Oh, crap...homework crisis.... Gotta run.

First post

This is my very own first post on my very own first blog... Actually, I created two already, but forgot the passwords, so that didn't work too well. This time I'll be sure to remember.
I graduated last week. Strange feeling. Well...I really don't feel anything particularly strong about it at the moment. Relief maybe. I went camping a couple days ago, and for the first time I was not distracted with thoughts of assigments and papers I had to finish by next week, meetings to get to, etc. Super relaxed.
Josh left today. That was a sad moment. He'll be missed greatly...
Now the only guitar heard around this place will be Dane playing the same song over and over again. (Hehe). Actually, I'm impressed with how much he's improving...mostly I'm impressed with his commitment to it. More than myself, for sure.
This blog thing is strange... We write a pagefull of random thoughts and assume others will be actually interested in reading it. I suppose that's fair. I like reading other people's blogs. It fulfills some sense of curiousity...and keeps me informed when I'm too lazy to write emails.
That said, I conclude my first post...
Cheers.