Monday, August 28, 2006

I Can See For Miles Around

That's the infamous Keith. I know! After that last post about him, I wasn't sure that we would be on speaking terms ever again, let alone friends.

It's really funny how things work out. Forgiveness is a strange thing. And really, it was a mistake on his part, and he really is a sweet guy. What can I say? It wasn't that hard to forgive.

That picture was taken, we believe (we can't find where we stopped on the map exactly) in Saint Simeon. It was on our way to Perce Roche, Quebec. About 3 hours drive from the city. A great drive along the Gaspe coast, with the sun bright for most of the trip. It was a bit cloudy around Bonaventure, but after a few little rain bursts, we were in the clear. The view the entire way was spectactular. You could see clear across the bay and beyond. At one point all you could see on the horizon was water, and it seemed as if the edge of the world was close.

Perce was absolutely beautiful. It's funny how a great big rock with a hole in it you could drive a boat through would bring people so much joy and pleasure. The tourist shops were overpriced for the most part, but enjoyable. I ended up getting this nifty little beatle with a pinky/green metallic back encased in a plastic stone that was then put on a bracelet. Almost didn't buy it though, because the shoppe was selling animal pelts. Just...random pieces of furr for no apparent reason other than "we can". I know what you're thinking, I have a beatle in my bracelet. But the bug is a bug, and they used the WHOLE bug. I have a huge problem with people hunting just for a pelt, or a horn or antlers. If a hunter can make use of the whole animal, and not just killing for pleasure, I'm alright with that. And I am in NO WAY in support of hunting endangered creatures such as the Wolf. I love the Wolf, he is my bretheren. My totem if you will.

Keith and I have been spending a great deal of time together since he got back from Ontario. Things didn't work out with Mandi, and he seems alright with the way it turned out now. He was a bit of a wreck when he returned home, but that's to be expected.

Last week was my last vacation, I had Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday off. So, Friday we went to Bathurst to go shopping, have Chinese and then back to the city to play games with Craig and Brandy. They really seem to enjoy his company, which is nice, since it means all four of us can play cards or games, etc. That Saturday, we went back out to Craig and Brandy's (Craig wanted to know if we were coming out, so Brandy and I know that he liked Keith) for more games. Sunday we caught Talladaga Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby in the city. HILARIOUS! Check it out, it was fun. Monday passed with little happening. I did housework, laundry, drove the car.

OH! The car. I got a new car. 1997 Mitsubishi Galant, Standard Transmission. Still having a bit of a time to drive it. Damn clutch. Damn hills. I still roll backwards and am avoiding town like the Black Plague.

My parents have moved to town, a few doors down from my Grandparents. At first I wasn't really sure how I felt about that. But now I am excited, since it means I'll see them for holidays, and I'll get to spend some time with them. Call me a goody-goody, but I love my parents very much.


Back to Keith...I'm so bad for getting off topic.


I'm not sure how I feel about him. It's not the same as I've felt about other guys before. I can't put my finger on it. With Randy and Craig (not Brandy's Craig) it was a palpable feeling. Probably more lustfull than anything. I don't get that with Keith. But it's not like with Nick either, where try as I might I wasn't attracted to him at all. Maybe it's somewhere in the middle, with some attraction, and a joy of his company. I love spending time with him, he's so much fun.

Last night I sort of made a mistake. We were sitting in his car, talking, and I saw Craig driving around and I made the comment "What's he doing out so late alone?" since he never goes anywhere that late without his girlfriend. Keith's answer was "He's an idiot, how do you know him?" I was honest about it, which he didn't want to hear (according to his journal). I feel a bit bad about it, but I won't lie to him. It's not a way to start things. I can't pretend that I didn't know guys before Keith came into my life.

So that's what's going on so far.

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