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Its the what's up edition

I haven't been blogging as much as I would like now that I am back in Vancouver. Why? I've been busy doing other things. Like climbing mountains and swimming laps and working. Being home is great. Working from here is a bit of a different story though. But there's no point writing about that. Because not much will change.

Anyway, what have I been up to? I've been lazy of late in terms of apartment hunting. I haven't done much travelling. I haven't really lost a lot of weight. But I am happy. And that wasn't the case before. I am perfectly happy enjoying what is left of summer. I have to say, I have come to a few realisations. First, being happy is important. Far more important than earning more money. Second, I missed sushi. Third, friends are awesome. And fourth, having a car is not a bad thing. I can live without it for sure, but having it makes things happen faster.

Its also something else to have dogs once more. I grew up in a house full of all sorts of animals. We used to have dogs, rabbits, birds, fish, a sea gull, a wild boar named Al and I am sure other things I have since forgotten. When we moved to Canada, all that went away. I spent 13 years without a dog. Now that I have 2 adorable (if neurotic) mutts in my life, I don't think I will ever live without them. Dogs are amazing.

I have almost finished reading the book, the last lecture by Randy Pausch. I don't know what to think of it. He has some inspiring words but at times, I feel like he's got an unnecessary chip on his shoulder. But then again, he's a dying man, what does he care... he's just trying to get his message out there. I watched the lecture online on youtube and am impressed by his ability to be so positive while he counts down his time on earth. Finality is scary sometimes.

Anyway, its almost time for the 10 O'clock news and I am excited to watch the National at 10 pm on CBC like I used to...

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