Old entires and experiments with copic markers.

It’s been a long, tough while since I last posted. August 2006 has been a dark, dark time. So many tears, so little sleep.

In other words, be thankful I’ve not posted here.

I’ve come to discover that the less pleased I am with life, the more I look for escapes. What are my escapes? Novels, projects, and online forums. I’ve read three books since I’ve returned from Seattle. I’ve started micromanaging things, like organizing my sheet music. But in doing so I somehow get nothing done. And I now post at both UGT (again) and v7n (also again). Is this therapy? Or is this promotion of depression? I haven’t discovered which it is yet, so I’ll stick with it.

My TSSS shirt is a LARGE men’s size large. To alter it professionally will cost nearly twice what I paid for it, so this week I will drag out Sarah’s sewing machine and do my worst. I’ve started posting pictures of the trip on Flickr, but I will have to wait until my pro account kicks in to upload the rest. I will share soon.

Well all, I’m in Seattle. Up before 5am on Saturday, I left for Vancouver at 7:30am. That first flight was around seven hours, riddled with fitful sleep and animated vultures singing “Food, Glorious Food”.

I arrived at YVR and went to go get my luggage for my transfer. Forty minutes later, no bag. I finally find someone to ask and apparently I was given bad instructions. So with only an hour to go, I was given another plan of action which involved running to the other terminal, waiting in a line that spanned the terminal twice, going through immigration, getting my bag, going through customs, and running to the furthest possible location within departures. Sweaty and butterfly-laden, I made my connecting flight. Too close for comfort.

The plane was SO small. No more than 40 people boarded directly from the tarmac. Te short flight resulted in almost all of us waiting after only 3 bags came out. The rest of them were left at YVR - thanks for telling us. I got it last night at 12:50pm.

Flight troubles aside, I’m loving this. It’s what I want to do with the people I want to do it with. I had a lesson with Jan Coxwell this morning and hopefully have a little more direction in life. More updates later.