Anacortes, WA
We went one sunny rare Saturday to Anacortes....and the dog didn't eat anyone. I call that a success.




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We went one sunny rare Saturday to Anacortes....and the dog didn't eat anyone. I call that a success.




I wish that I wasn't talking on the phone to Sprint customer service, driving down I5 South, on my way home... that I could have pulled out my camera and take a picture of two sets of birds...ducks maybe flying in perfect V formation over the highway. For some reason it was surreal. Haven't seen that in ages. Haven't looked up at the sky in ages either.
So, it's a little known fact that when I first met Nick ... I tried to set him up with my friend Maggie. Not because of any reason in particular, as a matter of fact, Maggie was in a relationship at the time I believe.
I figured he's white and she's white ... and therefore it was a perfect match. Nick and Maggie has since never quite gotten along. She thinks he's the devil and he just loves nothing more than to torture her.
So last night, Nick and I sat down to watch Lost World: Land of the Giants; and I have to say, I'm conflicted. It was a nice somewhat cinematic overview of Guyana, the rainforest and some species that thrive there. My conflict with it is that I always bristle a bit whenever people go into that country and offer "insight" into the natural resources because I'm wary that others will exploit the land and the people.
I need to go further into this but for now I have a ton of things that I have to do for June and for work.... and still make dinner.
The past few days have been filled with good things and really bad feelings ... and I don't know where to start. I feel like I have to start censoring myself ... again.
The long and short of it is that I did something really good for my cousins (bought them a new computer). Something that will make all 4 of them be really happy and able to do their schoolwork and be smart and successful and go on to be Presidents of this land and others.
The bad thing is that for some inane reason, I am picking fights with Nick and it's transferring itself into my subconscious where I'm having dreams about us fighting. It's because of his messed up family. But more on that later.
The other bad thing is work. I came thisclose to leaving that misery, got scammed back and now regret it again. And the other other bad thing about work is that one of my most liked co-worker is going through a rough time and I feel so helpless because if there's one shit I hate ... is when bad things happen to people that are good to their cores.
The one thing that I hate about going on vacation is that if it's anywhere that requires flying, it usually means also boarding Blaze. Now, Blaze is not a social dog by any means, and that's not his fault but that of Nick. Nick trained him to be a little soldier.
Blaze, like me, does not get along well with others. This time was no exception. The dog that we took to the boarding place was happy and intact. When we picked him up today, all four of his paws was bloody from running around on pebbles in the play area. His snout area was rubbed raw and also bleeding from sticking his muzzle through a chain link fence.
When I saw him, I couldn't help but start to cry, because the alternative was blind rage. I have taken him to this place before and he did well. I cannot imagine what on earth happened this time around.
He's laying on the floor right now, curled up with his Fluffy. I never want to leave him again.

Having such a relaxed time visiting the family right now; something that has not been possible the last few times that I visited. Surprised Maggie for her 30th birthday and dinner later on that evening that was just great.
Already Friday and I loathe to go back on that plane to head to Seattle again. Leaving 8pm Sunday.