there was no grand send off from any of my friends, they just don't do that for me. i had a quiet evening with aaron & sabrina, which is better than a million questions from everyone. actually i'd rather have a few evenings of one on one talking and reminiscing ( i don't think that's a word) tuesday night i get to do it some more....

i drove to t.o. today (in an hour and ten mins from st. kitts , that's pretty good) to visit my dad. he just got back from poland and had a very good time. sounded like he didn't want to come back, but i guess he did for his kids and grandkids. we didn't talk too much, but we ate and i told him of my future plans. he seemed unmoved by the whole prospect. he lives in this older apt. building that he has called home ever since moving back to canada in the mid-eighties. that's when i first saw him in ten years, after he fucked off to poland(again) when i was four or five. you can tell i'm a little cold toward that country and my dad. thank god he didn't teach us any of it.(and that we're not catholic like we're suppose to be) his building was getting new balconies so when i got there this morning i said "it's hot in here why don't you open the door?" well, it just about freaked me out. i hate heights, especially balconies over looking, well open space, and i'm not too fond of flying either. call me a skinny white version of b.a. barracus.(i ain't gettin' on no plane fool!) good thing there was a board covering the screen door, cuz i could just see myself running right off of the platform. don't even try to figure my mind out. so i stayed for about six hours, i feel bad because i was a little bored and i get anxious after awhile. and because i had to sit by myself while my dad fixed up his "sack" as he likes to call it(his colostomy bag, you morons) and i t took three hours...then after we ate , he drove to hy & zel's(a drug store) to pick up his pictures. one thing i didn't know about my dad...he drives like a friggin' maniac. i probably didn't mind when i was three but then i can hardly remember those days anyhow. i also felt a little uncomfortable because it was (maybe) in the front passenger seat where his second wife died. ok, i'm starting to feel sick now. i hope this has been a most enjoyable diary for you all to chuckle over.

so that' s that until we come up here for cdn thanksgiving in oct. it should be fun.

and one more tidbit of info, there is a "new" desk where this computer now sits...and regular readers?? will know of the old demolished chut-hut, where lil' chutney spent most of her time. now she's in the chut-box which oddly enough is right underneath this desk. i think i shall grab my camera and take a picture...

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