The problem with multiple identities on the internet is that sometimes one gets a lot more attention than the others, and sometimes it’s a lot more fun to be somebody else than myself. >.> And that’s enough of that.
Ruth has been here since the 16th, for three weeks this time, and we’re definitely counting down the months now till she’s finally finished her education and we get more than these little bursts of time together. But seriously, who gets their PhD and then decides they need another year of education? The woman is mad, I tell you.
Also, I got into bed with her early last night and made her scream. Not in the good way. FML.
(Apparently right this second she’s watching Alex SkarsgÃ¥rd showering. On her netbook, just to be clear.)
T-minus 7 working days till I’m unemployed, and Toronto Pride was last weekend. These two things are completely unrelated, but they’re probably the most noteworthy events in my life right now. I mean, other than Ruth’s visit, obvs. I feel like right now I’m where I should’ve been when I finished university: unsure of what I actually want to do with the rest of my life; a little scared of being adrift but relieved, too, to be out of a job that was probably devouring my soul. It paid well, though, so there was that.
Okay, yeah, that part was pretty awesome.
Also, if anyone was looking for a sign of the end times, my mother (and her sisters) are blogging. I’m not sure I ever believed this day would come, even though we managed to get her on Facebook, even if the only people she’s friended are me, my brother, my girlfriend and my uncle. Hell, I think she uses it more than I do these days.
July 1, 2009 = the five-year anniversary of the day I packed everything I owned into a moving truck and drove across the country for two days between Winnipeg and Toronto. With about $4000 in the bank and no job and just hoping for the best. Despite my now-looming layoff, I still think it all worked out pretty well.
ETA: I stand corrected. My mother has 16 Facebook friends.