weeks keep flying

yesterday was uncle bill's funeral, which was all a bit surreal. that's all i'm going to say 'cause there's really not much more.

thanks to everyone who broke a match; i think it may have worked.

val and i went to ikea yesterday afternoon and i bought the final thing to solidify my room as my own: two shoe racks to stack as shelves. brilliant. i felt kind of *lost* with an afternoon off - which means i've definitely adjusted to routine - so i cleaned the house and made sam dinner. proper domestic goddess.

sam, kelly, lou, rich #1 and i went to 3345 last night for acoustic jams. i think i probably had an entire bottle of wine to myself - i know, not a smart thing to do on a school night - but i was having such fun. ian mcnabb (the dude from echo and the bunnymen) played some joni mitchell on the decks last night. he put on big yellow taxi, which is the most popular tune, but probably not my favorite. so i asked for some more and he substitued with neil young because if you're a decent dj i guess you just don't play two tracks by the same artist back to back. canadiana all around.

good news came my way via sam who called me on my mobile. i'm blessed with many things, but one of those is definitely the friend i've found in sam.