Melville and Inertia

melville trip.

On friday evening, I recieved a phone call from my beloved aunties, saying, "Allysia, would you like to go to Melville?" Well, of course I said yes. These aunties, Anj and Kato, live in Calgary. I never see them. *and* my grandparent's farm is the ultimate place for healing and peace of mind. Dunno why. Guess it's the only real home I have. *and* I would get to hang out with my beloved friends. So, I threw some shit in a bag (completely forgetting about socks, which many people would later regret...) and 10 minutes later, we were on our way.

So there was chatting, of course. Still tipsy from the wine Mike and I were drinking, the conversation flowed freely.

Saturday, it was my grandpa's birthday. Also, I hung out with my excellent friends. See, I was all tricky, and I surprised them. But Amber was half-asleep and not as enthusiastic as I had hoped, and Dylan was angry that he was fooled. The best reaction was from Jen - but it always is. Jen's a character.

So, the four of us caught up, did our chat, chilled at Matty's where the jukebox ate shit and died. We had a funeral, then proceeded to coffee again, this time with 7 people. As we were all packed in one booth, well, it didn't work too well but it was fun while it lasted.

And that was that. We departed. There was much glomping, particularily from Wonderbread.

And next week I am able to return to them, and the best place in the world. This is a good thing. This chills the stress a bit. This makes my trivial and petty problems (but, you know, catastrophic to me) easy to shove aside. This makes another christmas with the family. I see Jason tonight, and it's been...it's been since last October in Toronto. I woke up in the city and I haven't slept since...man am I rambling.

I need to do something. I'm withering away. Inertia. But it's calmer now.

Allysia