So, I'm back

I'm pretty sure that this post is going to break (by far) the longest dry spell I've had in terms of posting since I started this thing.

Here I am, sitting at the job site as the sun is coming up, thinking to myself that about 24 hours ago, I was just going to bed at Oakden's cottage. Now, I'm not totally sure of the time, but I'm guessing as it was light enough outside to be able to see that all the snow that was on the ground when we got there that it was around now. Good times.

So what have I been up to? Plenty. Let's begin....

I flew up to see my parents. If you live in the Toronto area and have any intention of going to Ottawa or Montreal at a relatively reasonable cost without subjecting yourself to the drive, Porter Air is a great idea. They have only brand new Bombardier Q400's, and are planning to expand their routes to include most of Eastern Canada and the Northeast US.

I managed to spend all or part of 7 days with my parents without any homocides. I'm not going to say there weren't any close calls (some of you may have gotten venting emails one night towards the end of my stay there), but all in all it was great. It even included one night where the old man and I stayed up until almost 4am. I also converted them to Port. Good times.

I got back to TO, and found out that I didn't have to work last week! Woo!! Almost as if a freakin' Bat Signal went off, Greg and Justin both called that same day. Again, good times.

Then, with Greg having to work, Justin and I also went to Mt. Brydges to visit Nate and Colleen for a quasi-housewarming. It was kinda cool to hang out in a small town for a couple of days, as having grown up there, Nate kinda knew everyone, even though he hasn't lived there in years.

Also, we recalled (just in time) that Pat and Melis were heading back to Ottawa that day, so we called them, and it turns out they were just a few minutes outside of London, and so we directed this (only a little out of their way) to come see us. They weren't terribly impressed with us, as they (obviously) still had a big drive in front of them, but I'm glad they dropped in. Alas, this detour made me miss the Khaki Snack show that night in Toronto, but oh well... to make an omlette, you have to break a few eggs, right? Does that even make sense here? I'm not sure it's an appropriate analogy, but fuck it...

After an all too short recovery period, J and I headed up to Oakden's for New Year's, which while it started off kinda slow (we weren't the only ones briefly reconsidering our choice of venue when upon our arrival the most exciting things going on were Othello and a puzzle), but grew to quite the shin-dig (one could argue a hootenanny, even!) by the time we all passed out in a pile.

Last night, after Justin took off home, I lay virtually motionless on the couch from about 3 until 11pm. As far as I could tell, the only reason I didn't go to bed sooner was because I couldn't be bothered to get up.