We Don't Need No Water--Let it Burn, Let it Burn!

Peter took this of the girls.

Why is life like a roof on fire? Stress. Relationships are confusing, complicated and exhausting. I think that the longer you are in a relationship--the more complicated it becomes. Peter and I have been together all of our adult lives--we've essentially gown up together. We met at twenty and have never been apart since (except for the year I went to Fashion Design school in Toronto, and for a few months here and there over the years because of work).

I am at Starbucks blogging. I am waiting for Tabs. She is at a birthday party  until 2:15 at an art studio. I am taking this time to read the text readings for my first class on Critical Theory which starts Wednesday. I LOVE philosophy. Talking, reading and writing about it is like trying to piece together a fabulous puzzle on life.
I have so many errands to do today: applying for things, paying for things etc. etc.
Went on a big hike this am. I did not feel 100% on the hike. Perhaps I am harboring some intestinal problem from Malyasia. Or perhaps I am always harboring an intestinal bug that flares up when I'm feeling much stress.
My gym IQuest went bankrupt in August but no one bothered to tell me. The workers have been opening the gym as volunteers to work with their clients. Everyday it's been business as usual, "Hi Melissa...bye Melissa" No one bothered to tell me that, "Hey, the gym is bankrupt, we're just here until the building owner liquidates the equipment and sells the building."
Needless to say, my home gym is gradually taking shape. I will do my very best on a very limited budget. I will purchase a much desired "dual cable cross" machine as soon as I am making an income-- I can get a second hand one for about $1500.
Mist is at the Armstrong Fair today with her buddy Ashley.
When I left to drive Tabs, Peter and Pip were playing "Go Fish" on the chesterfield.
Watched Eat, Pray, Love last night with Peter, Miranda and John. I really enjoyed it--liked it better than the book as I found the protagonist came across as super self indulgent and immature in the book but less so in the movie. Julia Roberts, like all actresses of our time, is super botoxed.