Carved in candy.

This morning was flamboyant person day in Montreal:

A man with a lime green bow tie that perfectly matched the lining of his tailored suit, hurling a newspaper at a cab that wouldn't stop to pick him up.

A young woman with a Maxim magazine body, tottering on 4 inch stilettos, not quite managing to pull off wearing them with white lace socks and skin tight jeans, but trying hard nonetheless, hiding her insecurity behind paris hilton sunglasses.

Okay, so that's only 2 people but I saw them within seconds of one another so if felt like an epidemic at the time....

I gave notice yesterday at work that I would be leaving at the end of December to go to California for 4 months. It's done now. It's been said. The die is cast. Carved in candy.

I am in suspicious disbelief a little about the whole thing, as is my wont when pleasant things arise. Work was agreeable about it. They understood and even spoke of rehiring me when I return, if possible. We'll see.

I need to use those four months well. I want to produce something finally. No more excuses. I can't feel guilty about working because it won't be allowed. It would be illegal, which is hilariously delightful to me. I will have no choice but to fill my hours with the very thing I have spoken of wanting the time to do for so many years: Learn to skateboard. I'm only half-kidding.

So I will try to concentrate mostly on creating some body of art but I also want to learn to skateboard dammit. I don't know why I feel that California is the place to finally do it but I've decided so that's that. I guess I should look into how health care will work as I am bound to break something.

So creative endeavour, skateboarding, swimming(pool at apartment and pool weather everyday!) on the horizon. I carve that in candy too.