next to godliness

I'm just putting the finishing touches on my room (getting everything off the floor). A lot of stuff is now packed up in banker's boxes, so my parents can have their way with my room while I'm gone. Also, said boxing will make it easy to move out to go to university--should I go to one other than Malaspina upon my return.

The best part of the extra space and order is a kind of mind-calming state which I feel in the area. It reminds me of my view of the basement from the drum kit; that kind of headroom is conducive to healthy living and efficacity, at least in my opinion. There's a happy medium between institutionally severe, bare walls and the stifling 'cosiness' of an over-cluttered room. At least, that's my opinion... horizontal surfaces without breakable things and doilies, that you can work on, are good; however, completely empty surfaces tend to bother me.

Today was an o.k. day. Brad came home early from Lake Cowichan, so we jammed and played through all the 'Brad songs' in the afternoon. He then proceeded to show me the rudiments of Bridge while talking on MSN. Dinner was spaghetti (had to get french bread from the mall-on sale for $0.99) and an amazing maple-sugar-pie kind of dessert: remarkably sweet. Afterwards we picked up Amay from chez Clarke and hung out at Brad's. He destroyed me at foosball, and then we played some songs for Amay. She was pretty quiet though, stared at the ceiling and wasn't too interested in doing anything.

Bethany showed up a little after 9:00, so we hung out with her for a while. I 'fixed' Amay's blog so one can post comments; however, I think it needs more work as I am unsure of how to view said comments (a challenge for another day). Then Bethany & I went chez Clarke again to talk as she awaited a phone call from Rastapoppus. People were having a religious discussion group in the house, so we chatted in the garden. Eventually I went home, and now it's just been MSN and blog-tweaking. I await eagerly any opportunity to see Laura again.