81 more days, but who's counting . . .
4.30.2002
4.16.2002
So I sat here thinking about all of the reasons why I wish I were in Calgary right now and I came up with this list of what Calgary means to me and why it will always be my home. Like the song says it is the only home town I know. Please don��t just skim through this, it is your city too and you should not take it for granted . . .
Walking out my back door at 8:45am with a GET HARD AND GO HARD punk song throbbing in my mind, getting into my car and drowning everything out as I roll into another day, that smell just after a rain in May, they way nose hill looks after a grass fire at sunset, the way Nose Hill smells after the same sunset, root beer/licorice milkshakes from Peter��s on days where it is so hot it is hard to breathe, drinking that same milkshake while screaming down Deerfoot with the windows down and a song flying out of my mouth louder than my stereo, Driving out of Bowness and turning left on 16th and then merging with Sarcee and going home, driving out of downtown and heading south on Crowchild at 1 am after a night at Joey��s, the smell of the trees, the smell of the flowers, the smell of the girls, movies at the Uptown with L and Jenny, movies at The Globe with Cathy and Jim, movies everywhere else with everyone else, squash with Miller on cold winter days where the temp. bites into the flesh after 45 minutes on the court, the smell just before it rains on hot August evenings at 6pm, the way the lights at the U of C at 9pm at �V20 degrees, coming home and having my futon to crash on no matter what condition I am in, waking up Sunday mornings to a breakfast I never asked for but accepting and appreciating it with love every time, Sunday dinners at home because no matter how it ends we are all back the next time laughing and having a good time, Christmas dinners at Kyle��s, Christmas Eve��s at the Thompson��s, New Year��s Morning at wherever I passed out, pints of Strongbow at Friar��s, Honey-hot wings at Governors, Flank steak at the Little��s, the heat of my car when it��s been sitting in the sun all day, wanting to have my friends listen to a bunch of songs but being too excited to let them hear one all the way through, shaking hands with my friends at Friar��s every time someone new walks in, knowing where I am at all times and knowing that everyone else is less than 30 minutes away, watching TV with Cody on the phone because we never have to say anything to know how we are feeling, singing Talk Tonight by Oasis at the top of my lungs in Alex��s car, talking to Jenny for 1.5 hours in her car after sitting at the Barley Mill wondering what the hell I should say to her, the way Henry is always happy to see me every time no matter what, Booster Juices with Leah at Indigo, Papa John��s Donair Pizza with Dana watching Sleepy Hollow and talking about work, Saturday mornings at Indigo with Kirsty, and Sunday nights at Indigo with no customers and nothing to do, meetings with sales reps, rolling down my windows turning up the music and just driving till I don��t feel like I need to get away anymore, the colors of the buildings on McLoed Trail at sunset, sitting on the cold couch on a hot day to watch whatever crap is on TV at that time, playing NHL 99 with a team that I traded all the best players to and getting some semblance of satisfaction when I go undefeated all the way to winning the Stanley cup, wondering if my next class is more important than the current Uno game with my friends and having the ability to decide, Shakespeare in The Park, Fish Creek park, cold milk from a frosted mug, the smell of fresh cut grass, the smell of new books, the smell of new CDs, the smell of new shoes, the smell of old experiences, eating peanut M & Ms and being reminded of my paper route and G N�� Rs use your Illusions 1 & 2, Tae-Bo at the YMCA with Erin and realizing I a �V have no rhythm and b �V will never do Tae-Bo again, getting drunk and dancing on stage thinking that a �V I have rhythm and b �V I will do this forever, bitching about shitty Calgary radio but listening to it every day to see why it is shitty, wondering if after waking up 20 minutes before a job I live 15 minutes away from if I will get there on time and driving like a psycho to get there 3 minutes late, Jenny and listening to Portishead at 12:30 in the morning, the heat from exhaust as you walk down the street on a cold winter morning, getting looked at strange by friends and strangers because of the things I do and say, the way Calgary just seems right you know?
So thank you for reading this. This is all of the reasons why I want to come home tomorrow and why the next three months will seem like forever. Talk to you all soon.
Walking out my back door at 8:45am with a GET HARD AND GO HARD punk song throbbing in my mind, getting into my car and drowning everything out as I roll into another day, that smell just after a rain in May, they way nose hill looks after a grass fire at sunset, the way Nose Hill smells after the same sunset, root beer/licorice milkshakes from Peter��s on days where it is so hot it is hard to breathe, drinking that same milkshake while screaming down Deerfoot with the windows down and a song flying out of my mouth louder than my stereo, Driving out of Bowness and turning left on 16th and then merging with Sarcee and going home, driving out of downtown and heading south on Crowchild at 1 am after a night at Joey��s, the smell of the trees, the smell of the flowers, the smell of the girls, movies at the Uptown with L and Jenny, movies at The Globe with Cathy and Jim, movies everywhere else with everyone else, squash with Miller on cold winter days where the temp. bites into the flesh after 45 minutes on the court, the smell just before it rains on hot August evenings at 6pm, the way the lights at the U of C at 9pm at �V20 degrees, coming home and having my futon to crash on no matter what condition I am in, waking up Sunday mornings to a breakfast I never asked for but accepting and appreciating it with love every time, Sunday dinners at home because no matter how it ends we are all back the next time laughing and having a good time, Christmas dinners at Kyle��s, Christmas Eve��s at the Thompson��s, New Year��s Morning at wherever I passed out, pints of Strongbow at Friar��s, Honey-hot wings at Governors, Flank steak at the Little��s, the heat of my car when it��s been sitting in the sun all day, wanting to have my friends listen to a bunch of songs but being too excited to let them hear one all the way through, shaking hands with my friends at Friar��s every time someone new walks in, knowing where I am at all times and knowing that everyone else is less than 30 minutes away, watching TV with Cody on the phone because we never have to say anything to know how we are feeling, singing Talk Tonight by Oasis at the top of my lungs in Alex��s car, talking to Jenny for 1.5 hours in her car after sitting at the Barley Mill wondering what the hell I should say to her, the way Henry is always happy to see me every time no matter what, Booster Juices with Leah at Indigo, Papa John��s Donair Pizza with Dana watching Sleepy Hollow and talking about work, Saturday mornings at Indigo with Kirsty, and Sunday nights at Indigo with no customers and nothing to do, meetings with sales reps, rolling down my windows turning up the music and just driving till I don��t feel like I need to get away anymore, the colors of the buildings on McLoed Trail at sunset, sitting on the cold couch on a hot day to watch whatever crap is on TV at that time, playing NHL 99 with a team that I traded all the best players to and getting some semblance of satisfaction when I go undefeated all the way to winning the Stanley cup, wondering if my next class is more important than the current Uno game with my friends and having the ability to decide, Shakespeare in The Park, Fish Creek park, cold milk from a frosted mug, the smell of fresh cut grass, the smell of new books, the smell of new CDs, the smell of new shoes, the smell of old experiences, eating peanut M & Ms and being reminded of my paper route and G N�� Rs use your Illusions 1 & 2, Tae-Bo at the YMCA with Erin and realizing I a �V have no rhythm and b �V will never do Tae-Bo again, getting drunk and dancing on stage thinking that a �V I have rhythm and b �V I will do this forever, bitching about shitty Calgary radio but listening to it every day to see why it is shitty, wondering if after waking up 20 minutes before a job I live 15 minutes away from if I will get there on time and driving like a psycho to get there 3 minutes late, Jenny and listening to Portishead at 12:30 in the morning, the heat from exhaust as you walk down the street on a cold winter morning, getting looked at strange by friends and strangers because of the things I do and say, the way Calgary just seems right you know?
So thank you for reading this. This is all of the reasons why I want to come home tomorrow and why the next three months will seem like forever. Talk to you all soon.
