The Train

I am breaking in my new Apple keyboard; my fingers are having an orgasm, and I am pleased. This has definitely upped the writing experience to a new level of luxury and comfort -- you should try it. I don't know much about cars, but I know that Apple would be in the luxury car league, if they did cars. I'm glad that they're doing computers; much more essential than cars.

That being said I can update you on my lowly life: I am back in Montreal, loving it. I loved my Amsterdam stay too -- so all is good except the health. I have been sick for the last 2 weeks, a mix of traveling stress, lesser quality meals, biking in a t-shirt for too long, airplane dehydration, virulent viruses and such. I am still feeling weak or low energy, but have no pain. I am buzzed as if my medication was buzzing me, but I have cut my doses in half, so this remains unexplained. I sleep it off, and oh how I sleep this week-end.

Got lots of stuff on the table: boxes of furniture sitting in the living room ready to get assembled. Too tired. A couple of books; an odyssey of sorts, by our own hermit from Three Pistoles -- about a man whit 7 dogs and a sheep, quite like himself (in fact it's about James Joyce and Ireland and Quebec, but it's also about that). I just got another book on breathing, and one on understanding and taming fatigue. I'm keeping the breathing book as a lifeline for when I'll be down and depressed. The other one about fatigue, I'll read it when I'm less tired.

Furniture = a coffee table, two side tables and a wooden entrance bench (in which you can store stuff too). No interest for a year. Get 25$ rebate. Save 10%. I also found a lovely coffee/side table on the sidewalk. It's solid blond wood with a glass top, in good condition. I'll have to figure it out in my living room. That's my next thing to do. Set a place for tv watching and a place for exercising and breathing excercises. When I'm not so tired. I will make a mango chicken salad for tonight. 2.20$ for 4 chicken legs, well. I got a small cart with wheels to carry my groceries, it's fabric so you don't see what's in it, which is a good thing. I'd love to make apple pie -- that may be what I do today, depending on the tired gene.

Writing isn't too difficult though. Neither was cuddling with my beau this morning, and eating his famous French bread. Mmm three slices please. I never ask for the recipe cause it's his, and it's my special treat when I go to his place, which is far, far away and in the middle of Nothing.

I have 3 DVDs too, althought I'm not sure them shows will all be good. I was disappointed with the ninth episode of Carnival, season 1. Ho hum.

This is my train of thoughts folks, and I did miss the train that passes everyday behind my home. I didn't plan to take it, but I was happy to hear it when I returned. I missed it.

Amourx.