Hardiest F*ckin' Folkies Out There

Went to the folk fest on Sunday, to see Ani and Matt Good, and the whole crew that was showing...t'was good minus the massive wind storm, and them even nastier rain storm. But, since this is C-dot, pretty much no one left. most of the american/international performers (hell, even most of the BC visitors) asked of this was a normal occurrence in this city, to which everyone who lives in this city just laughed and adjusted their umbrella. Except me. who had a brain fart and didn't pring a fucking thing. yeah. so I now am the proud owner of a Folk fest hoodie...not as good as an Ani hoodie, but considering the only thing available for her was a couple t-shorts... Blah. but it was really good. I think I converted DA to be a folkie too. which is cool. all I need now is to get MP out there eventually...though I'm not getting my hopes up since the folk fest happens the same time every year, and so does DolphinDiva's b-day. But you never know. I know this year's chances were dwindled down more due to her other cousin coming home from some great adventure abroad. *shrugs*
Ran into an old ~friend from highschool at the fest, who then called another old ~friend to tell him who she'd found which is ironic since I had just been telling DA earlier that I had gotten a mass email from Peasantwench the other day that kinda threw me...and then ran into some of her old crew from back in the day. Crazy. Some part of me thinks I should send off an email and see how things are doing, but the other part of me knows I'm not quite ready to do that. Maybe when I'm finally completely out of the space where I think I have something to prove. maybe then.

Very tired right now, have not gotten to bed at even a remotely decent hour for about four days now.

Have another app't up in E-dot tomorrow. which means early morning to pull the driving. I owe DA a lot. I really need to work on this anger towards the guy I'm going to see. I just can't shake the feeling that he's jerking me around all the time. mind you, I think a lot of the bullshit that happened just in the process of getting in to see him has all been placed on his shoulders in my mind. even though it wasn't really him, but still...his office lost my papers, and they can't be bothered to Acknowledge that what I am, is not the same as an MTF, and therefore might not be any fucking use to present me with scenarios that don't apply. There. that's still the big problem. He's supposed to be the pro on this shit in the province, he's the big boss guy... but he's not in any way prepared for FTMs. I know there are fewer FTMs than MTFs, but that still doesn't mean there aren't enough of us to make us worth some acknowledgement.

Done ranting. I'm going to go find some water to help with this killer headache and work on cleaning up my stupid questionnaire.

31.07.2006 - 13:46

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