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Well, it’s been a fun few weeks, but I’m back.
The lovely Janelle journied across the Pacific for a visit, and while I still had to work a bit, we did find time to visit Salt Spring Island, where we stayed in apparent close proximity to child-devouring mink. Janelle also got to drive on the wrong side of the road all over Vancouver, Victoria and Salt Spring — at some point, I’m really going to have to break down and re-acquire my driver’s licence. We took the trip from Salt Spring to Victoria to do a little orca watching, which was a fantastic experience. Just zipping over the waves in a zodiac is fun ( http://thewoodlandretreat.com/accommodation Flipper-style fun for Janelle, Danger Bay-style for me) and at the end: orcas!
We also found time to eat and drink our way up and down Main Street. There is an insane amount of really good, cheap eats here — bahn mi, beef noodles, katsu-don, knish, burgers — washed down with beer and vintage cocktails. At some point, I’m really going to have to put together my long-awaited Main Street dining guide.
But for now, it’s back to work. I’m still part-time at Worio (until September), and I have some well-past-due thesis writing to do this weekend. It’s been crazy-hot in Vancouver, but seems to be settling into merely hot, so with any luck, I’ll be able to get some work done at home and finally be able to sleep properly tonight.
That is all.
I haven’t been sleeping very well lately, and I’m not sure why. At first, I thought it might be all the coffee I drink, but I cut my intake down to 1-2 cups a day, and that just made me sleepier and crankier during the day without making me more inclined to sleep during the night. I increased my exercise regimen, but that’s just made me more tired-er without sleeping better — and of course, incredibly buff. I’ve come to suspect it has to do with starting my thesis, an act which has been inflicting all kinds of psychic trauma on me the past couple of weeks.