well, since i hadn't written anything in a really long time i thought i could at least fake my friday five's but i guess not. kind of looks suspicious there. any way, there are only 7 days left until my vacation. 6 considering the fact that it is 12:15 and I am a fool who is not sleeping. thank god for vacation. otherwise i might have to take a different kind of vacation... heh. ah well.

i can't wait to be in edmonton, i can't wait to see everyone, get away from unpleasant things here. sleep lots, lie in the sun. so nice. i wish life were a little more like that and a little less like life. i don't think i want to 'talk' to myself lately. i don't want to know what i'm thinking. i generally try and tune it out. its depressing, or overwhelming, or confusing, or whatever and really its best not to think about anything of that nature. that's why i've been doing my best not to, and that's why i haven't had anything to say. hard to say stuff when you can't think of stuff to say because you're boycotting thoughts.

i'm going to go to bed now though, but hopefully i'll say hi a few times before i leave. maybe a few times while i'm there, though i imagine that will be difficult. ;-) finding a computer with the internet, some private time and some space, with a spare hand (have to drown sorrows, remember) and a coherent thought seems like far too much work for a vacation that is supposed to contrast life completely. but i'll see what i can do.

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