Still on the Edge in Sumas

This week I've done almost nothing to/for the bus. After the seats got arranged last Friday I guess I decided to let the bus just sit for a while. Besides its freezing out and windy as all get out.

Instead I took a friend to Seattle for a party. I am so not social, but it was a fun change. Seattle is usually a tolerable but short work visit, but going on the weekend, and with my friend Pat who's wonderful, and very easy to look at--well it was as fun as I'd figured. He drove his car down, we stopped at Frieda's in Snohomish somewhere for Mexican food, and after enjoyed the company of about 60 of my friend's friends, half of whom I knew at least a little, in the urban queer core. There was music playing but I didn't realize until after. Nothing but the din of conversation for like 5 hours. Grego said the phone rang but he didn't even hear it; voice mail. We spent the night there, very cozy. The next morning was the Erotic Art opening at Consolidated Works Gallery. A great time.

Mark spent his weekend up in Victoria (as I'd planned to before abruptly changing plans). He had fun with our Canadian friends, though now after he's back his cold is developing into something worse.

Living with him is by any measure a pleasure, though I wonder how I stand the rollercoaster that is his health. Just when he seems to be feeling good he'll overdo again and suddenly he's got a sore throat, or thrush, or shingles. Jesus he's had it all. It seems I'm the lucky one, though that's a toughy to quantify for anyone.

This week was mostly back to reality, without much on the bus to do. I've found I'm fantasizing less and realizing the implications (costs) more. Marks says take it slow, maybe a ten year plan would help. Time...

Certainly life out here in the sticks is sweeping by casually--walk Sadie-Dog whenever I can; watch videos (Hit and Runway was surprisingly good tonight); enjoy the occasional urban visitation, telecommute, and in general continue breathing. It works. Its like a roller coaster sometimes, maybe like Mark's, but more flat than that, certainly flatter than most. The other diff is roller coasters eventually come full circle and repeat, while this ride just seems to keep going, showing me new things. Never short of interest, but hard not to think of the destination. I hope it lasts.