I’m sitting here at home, with the world as far as I can see it, buried in thick, beautiful snow. Its brighter than usual at night, with the city lights reflecting of the clouds and the snow and everywhere.

Life, for the past week has been nothing but mundane. Waking up, going to school, going to work, going to bed, and repeat. Finaly this weekend I got a day off and was able to go out to the bar. Unfortunately, it seemed that all my friends were either in Edmonton, or scared off by the snow. So, it was a peaceful night, which was disappointing, because I was ready to drink and dance with friends and have a wonderful time.

I’ve been a lot more desirous of sex as of late. I’m not sure what it is, but something has been stirred in me that hasn’t been around for awhile. A sex drive that is. Usually I just listen to my friends stories of promiscuity and record breaking numbers of partners and number of times. I wonder a lot about these people, almost in disgust. Not because I care that their promiscuous, I just worry about the fact that their entire life revolves around sex. Are they the strange ones, or am I for caring little about it and going months and months without sex without feeling horrible about it. And with the way they talk about it, I feel often that I’m trapped in one of those horrible teen movies. My sex drive is back though, and perhaps I’ll be back on the “proper” path to promiscuity soon.

I’ve been reading “Lord of the Rings” for the first time. If I had known how amazing these books were, I would have devoured them long ago. The world that is created from simple pages is astounding and when I put down the put I feel that I’m I’m dreaming and that this fictional world is reality.

The Calgary Stampeders won the grey cup today! YAY! I think its the first football game I’ve watched since the last time the Stampeders were in the grey cup. I was more intrigued with the gorgeous amounts of big rugged football players than the actual game though. How cliche is that?

I’m going out to have a couple crantinis with Dean this evening. When in the company of Dean, it is guaranteed that a good time shall follow. So, I’m tired, but I’m trying to muster all the energy I possibly can so that I can dance for a few hours. Actually, its the drag show tonight, so by the time we can dance, we’ll probably be bored and want to go home. We’ll see how the night goes. I’m supposed to go to classes tomorrow, however, if the night goes as planned, I’ll be having to much fun to go to bed early and I’ll be forced to sleep through class.

As you can see, there isn’t much on my mind other than day to day existence right now. Perhaps now that I’m back home and not in Kensington, I am uninspired. I love this place. Its home. I have troubles activating my creativity here, because it is a place associated with rest, relaxation, and peacefulness.

I simply need a crazy emotional event to take place so that I can write endlessly about it for days on end!

Leo