recapsulated

Stuff has been happening lately; some good, some not so good. Maybe I'll just tell you some of the good stuff because I don't really want to talk about the not so good.

Last Friday I went to the Giants' home opener with Rich and Christy, which was a lot of fun. We met at the racetrack and had a couple of predrinks (the drink specials are always pretty cheap) while they bet on the first two races. Christy wound up winning the exactor, but she bet low ($2) and still came away with $15.90! The game was pretty good, fast and lots of shots on net by the Giants. They got some pretty goals and easily won 7-3. Can't wait to go to a Golden Bears game this year; they're playing at UBC twice this season: once mid-October and again at the end of November. I'd better get my alumni card before those games since regular adult prices are well more than I feel willing to pay to see my two alma maters. One of them should give me a discount.

Saturday I went to visit my oldest friend (we've been friends since Storytime when we were 3) in Maple Ridge and, just for a second, was jealous of the whole owning-a-house thing. I got to see the bridesmaids and it was a lot of fun to hang out with them again. There have been a number of changes with all of us the last year and it was really nice to catch up. My friend meant it as a congratulations party for my degree and hired an intuitive to read our energies. (This was actually a really thoughtful gift because she knew this would be a good time for me to get some sort of a reading, especially since I had such a good experience at my reading at my grade 12 graduation.) Not surprisingly, my energy is low, but I was surprised by some of the stuff (she kept asking me why I'm not listening to my guides; I guess they weren't pleased that I've been resisting their direction) and dismayed to learn that the places I've been thinking of moving to are not where I should be. Unfortunately my time ended before she could get a good read on where I should go, so I'm meant to do dream therapy to work out where I should go in my dreams. This may sound a bit flaky, but I used to dream my future all the time and stopped because it didn't seem rational. I'm trying to get back into it, though. I was much happier at that time in my life.

Last night I went to the Silver Jews show and it was aight. I mean, the opening band was super energetic and fun, at the end leaving the club and jumping a fence somewhere outside while continuing to play drums and sing. They also had shorty shorts and a few friends admitted they hoped to see a sausage sword show with all the climbing and jumping around the three hair-intensive boys were doing. Alas, the shorts kept them decent. And Silver Jews were all good and stuff, but I was losing interest after a while, wishing each song were the last one, all the while realising my ears sort of hurt. I left the show with Jaime and most of our conversation was talking loudly about how much our ears were ringing.

Tonight I'm going to the Canucks/Sharks game with my sister, thanks to Jason, which means awesome seasons tickets seats in the fifth row. Pretty excited!