A few years back, I described my faith as "a crappy Buddhist."
Self denial doesn't work

I. Want:

To spend some time in a cabin that's surrounded by snow - Birkenhead maybe, anyone else want in?

To get back into kink - I attended a workshop last night - I forgot how much fun that was - I find it a bit awkward to go to a play party without someone to play with though

To find a loving relationship - feeling irritated (gah! women! oh... wait... shit.), will keep trying, appreciate suggestions and recommendations

To learn how to make more things - a trades course looms

To be a better cook and seweringpersonything - keep practicing

A cunt - better start doing research

To be doing more art - community college maybe? Or one of those electives that looms on the way to finishing my degree

To get into physical activity that will strengthen my joints instead of hurting them - signed up for softball, will try to get involved with paintball - [ I want to make a queer paintball team (the team is queer - the people on it may or may not be) just so I can make a wordplay on "Rainbow Six"]

To take some time off - told my coworkers last month that I won't be a round much this month

To get my Student Union out of the goddamn CFS - the fight starts in January and culminates in March

To get involved in co-op stuff - I think I might go intern again
 

You got any advice or suggestions or news, or have the same thing that you want a second person to work on keep me in mind
I had a dream some years ago; the best one to date. I think it was in January of 2004.

Along the length of hallways with short stairs at the corners, I was stepping through large silvery mirrors to check/spy(?) on people while they slept. I stepped into my own domicile. I saw myself in the mirror and I looked half like my uncle, meaning I was fifty then. The grey sheets were ruffled and the sun creaked through the wide window, my wife had gotten up.

I think we slept in the same bed, but mostly in shifts - I had been up for awhile. We did this, she rose to work after I had written in the night.

I went out onto the main floor? It was like a large supermarket, an Overwaitea or whatever with corrugated brown metal on the ceilings high above. Stalls of some sort dotted it, one L-shaped unit held breakfast for the masses walking in in the early morning. I got a mild blue bubble tea and an electric blue jellabee for her before she went to her stall to be doctor at a walk-in.

We spoke shortly and I was to go out to the rest of the community that was once the UBC campus. To the North, I waited for a middle-aged woman to answer the door because she was behind on her rent or something.

This was good in the sense that it was complete: work, hobby, community, relationship and a just society.

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