I stepped out of my girly apartment in mid-April and this is what I saw:
It always snows a few times in April/May here but it always seems like a fun surprise.
There is an unspoken rule that Calgarians follow: you must act as though this didn't happen last year, the year before that, and so on.
I think this behaviour, and a lot of human behaviour, can be explained by this fact: humans really love to complain. And if there's a shared complaint, people really bond over it.
Sun
After the snow melted I wandered around neighbourhoods I had never been in before. There were houses, houses, houses, and then there was this:
It looked really nice but it doesn't come through via the crap phone camera.
This city goes really quickly from neighbourhood to brush and back to neighbourhood. I like that.
I saw some fat geese on the frozen reservoir nearby.
Guitar
Here is a pic of my brand new guitar:
Sometimes when I'm playing it I give it a kiss because it's beautiful.
My friend Ian and I are playing 'draw and folder over' but musically. He sent a beat and I played some guitar on top and now he's adding something. It's hard.
Lesbians
I found a great blog written by a lesbian geared towards other lesbians and her posts are mostly good because she's a good story teller, but they're also good because she writes short paragraphs interspersed with images (of attractive girls, usually).
I'm trying to copy her style a bit to make this one more fun to read. Now I just need good stories.
