Dear John,
It's great to hear everything went as planned and all that's left is a radioactive pill. The whole notion is quite scary and I can imagine the feeling of having the concern, having it checked out, and getting the "more testing" response would be rather sobering. Especially considering your impeccable shape, condition and wit. I suppose you can chalk another mark on your tally against Armstrong.
I am working out paying my tuition now, which is a bummer, but I will be taking the Architectural Engineering Technician's program at NSCC. Two years and then I am equipped to use Auto Cad and get paid for it. I am stoked, long term I hope in translates into more school, but for now I just need to start moving forward again. Working in construction is likely really good for the program except I kind of loath my boss, which combined with some other area's of my life has led me to question my respect of authority. It's tough finding leader's who inspire good work rather than demand it.
Ceej is home (in our old Apt.) sitting in bed reading. She seems well, a little snarky cause I keep telling her to get dressed but overall in pretty good spirits. The summer out here is beautiful as I imagine it is every where, but Nova Scotia seems so small that everything seems so tangible in a day.
Miko comes out to see me next weekend and I'm pretty stoked, surfing and home brew are the only things on the agenda really. Got a batch bottled for and ready for consumption this friday.
You should get a bike and then we can meet half way and start a bike gang, in Manitoba I suppose.
*This entry actually has nothing to do with the beach.*
