you are my home

let me tell you faith...
not only can your man
tell the difference between
Miles and Coltrane
and point Bhutan out on a map...

he can also do normal man type things
you know basic plumbing, electrical
and mechanical things.
what Im saying is, we could go to the
symphony dressed to the nines,
and on the way home I could easily fix
our broken vehicle with your panty-hose
and my left cuff-link.

what I cannot do...apparently...is change
the main relay in a late model Honda Accord
with a mad german scientist as an assistant.

I am, as I type, covered in all kinds of automotive
liquids...the kinds of oily blood and bile that flow
freely when one sticks a screwdriver where one should not.

The best part is, Im not certain I have time to clean up...
so I may just have to hop on the plane as I am.

the plane.
yes.
in lightly less than 8 hours I will be winging
my way in the right direction.

this will be the last thing you have to read
until our airport rendezvous.

know that only G-d and Bono could stop
me from stepping off that plane in Munich tomorrow.

I love you.

now if you'll excuse me,
I have to finish shaving my head.

another summer day has come and gone away

babe.

you dont know how happy I am that
I won't have to write you tomorrow...
because Ill be on a plane
coming to see you.

it is a lovely day here.
and (according to the interweb)
it was a lovely day there as well.

you are listening to Mozart now
I think...
I hope that we can see a symphony together
this next week (but not wagner...I hate wagner;)

and you saw the painting today!
is it larger than you imagined?

I have a few errands to run today...
and then plan on spending a full 7
hours at the med. surrounded by some
of my favourite peoples.

I dont think that Im going to sleep tonight...
partially because I know they wont let me
(its kinda a tradition)
but mostly because Im going to attempt to be
unjetlagged when I arrive.

I love you faith.

as for you getting to read
something I've written...
I feel obligated to point out
that these postings now occupy
a fully ridiculous 179 pages
in their entirety!
so you see that I owe you nothing!

.....

yes, I know that you still no think I do
no, I didnt actually think
Id be able to convince
you otherwise :)

Im lucky I know

its so nice to be back in my city...

when Nadia
couldnt come to tea
I decided just to wander
about...it was wonderful.
sometimes its nice to be
memorable...to be able to
come back to a place after
months spent away and
have people in the shops
still recognize you...

eventually I ended up in kensington...
Im not sure how you managed it...
but somehow whole sections of this
town remind me of you.
(even places we haven't been...
places Ive just thought about taking you)

I went to one of the places that I cant
go without knowing someone...
gathered a few of them up
and headed off to sit and talk.

I did go out with Shawna tonight
which was great.
It was nice to know that we're alright.

I wish you knew how good she made

me feel about being with you.

It turns out that she has been dating someone

for awhile, and he sounds nice-ish.
I wish though,
that she was excited enough about it
that she would have told me before.
I spent alot of time talking about you...
she might have a better idea than you
just how much Im in love.

please G-d never refuse free wine
on my account!
thats the thing that I like best about
traveling alone - how much easier it
is to meet interesting people
and have interesting things happen.
(the exception of course being traveling with me;)

tomorrow I go to banff...
and the very next day I fly out to see you.
Ill write out my flight numbers now...
just in case I forget.

Arriving TS406 at 13.40pm.

like I said,
I suspect that I will
have some problems getting through
security...
I will try and tell them that
I have a beautiful girl that loves me
waiting patiently in the foyer...
but please don't worry if Im abit delayed.

alright...I must eat yams with the german
(we practiced german today)
and then sleep.

I love you.
If I was there
I would certainly scare the americans
away from you...
I did punch one randomly tonight though...
I hope that counts for something.

2 days!
gah.
Ill just listen to
this song 2 more times.

surrounded by a million people I

Faith.

I can not think
of a way to begin
to describe how nice
it was to talk to you
last night.

maybe if I told you
that my smile lasted
until morning.

first thing.
I heard a song
yesterday that I loved.
loved.
but for the first time this
summer...it wasnt a song
that reminded me of you...
but a song that I hoped
reminded you of me.
big sigh.

as for the classes
I personally dont find
canadian history or north
american politics very entertaining...
but I suppose they would be useful.
I imagine they would give you background
on the history and structure of the political
systems...but you could always just ask me ;)

Spanish is not as difficult as german
and 2 semesters would give you a good
understanding of the basic grammar.

the history of 3rd world
under/over development
sounds very hip.

have you considered an intro to eastern religions?
I thought it both incredibly interesting, and
useful on a near daily basis. Besides...
if its up to me...after Africa we are definately
going to India/Nepal/Bhutan.

my morning was early
but spent in the pleasant
company of friends...
even though I mostly just ran errands.
(I have your student loan application)

wow. you just called me.
I hate my cell phone.
I love you.

this day will not pass quickly enough.
I'm going to jet out again...
but I promise I will write you later.

your message was cute. thanks.
I suspect Ill sneak away at least
once today to listen to it again...

I hope that you had the best day...
but either way, I cant wait to hear all
about it...
in an e-mail
or in your arms.
its not so long now.

Im just going to listen to this song 3
more times...and then I guess I should go...
being popular is such a burden.

love you.

ok...maybe 7 times...but then I really do need to jet.

daring daylight escape

I havent actually done alot of packing...
yet...
mostly coffee, and dinner so far...
and I have to go out again...
so,
its going to be a late, late night.

oddest of all though is the package
that Im going to go pick up this week
that I am to deliver while in berlin.

Im not joking.

How would you feel about dating a spy?

in other news.
I miss you.
I wish I could talk to you
for hours.
It feels like its been months since
Ive done so.

you are the source of
endless smiles...
and I love you so.

framed

I've spent the last little while
debating whether or not I should bring
my camera...

Im not sure that I want to carry it around...
but I would so love to have some picture of us
in prague, in berlin, anywhere at all.

I really do think faith
that I will end this trip more in love with you
than ever.
(if thats possible)

I hope thats alright.

by your very definition

I love you.

all these places feel like home

hey babe.

vienna in july sounds wonderful...
though I have to say that in my
dreams its always winter there...

we'll just have to go back I guess...
besides, I suspect that seeing Klimt's
work in person would make me like it...even more ;)

I've started packing...
made a list and everything
(though I know Ill forget something)

I do wish I was with you now.

Ill write again, today
even when Im in calgary
(Id like it if you always had something to read)
but I may be hard to reach on a landline
as of tomorrow...
I will have my cell with me.
Im not sure it works in Banff,
but I do hope you'll try if you can.

Oki...Ill get back to packing...
listening to Alice
and thinking of you.

Im very tired...
even for how late it is.
I threw abit of a party tonight...
(there were alot of people here)
which was mostly ungood
but the night ended so very well,
with a long talk that was so good
that I will have to tell
you all about it.
I believe that Im a better person for it.

your in venice now I think...
or in munich...
or Im there with you
writing an e-mail about how wonderful
you are back to my crazed friends.
If this is true...if Im there right now
can you do me a favour?
sneak up behind me
put your arms around my shoulders
and tell me that you will never let me go.

love you babe.

some of the night is oh so very clearly
"run" by snow patrol