
I feel a little better today mentally. I had a two hour meeting with James this morning, where I gave him more finished drawings, and talked to him a little about how I’m terrified of my email inbox now because of him. I told him I hate feeling like I’m letting him down every time we talk, and he told me he realizes he’s giving me far more work than he thinks one person can do. All that matters to him is the book. The house drawings are important, but this book is my priority in both our minds. I suppose I should be flattered that he thought I’d be able to do all this stuff, but I’m just bummed about other stuff right now, and I think that’s got me being nothing but negative all the time.
I also had to ask him about me moving into his trailer. I forgot I came in the middle of the month, and not the beginning, so instead of getting to stay here until the end of the month, I have to leave tomorrow or the next day. He said it was fine, but that he needed to move in there himself in September sometime. Then he asked if I wanted a cat (Which just goes to show you how little he knows about me). I said “I love cats! but I can’t take it with me when I leave.”, then he said he meant for the trailer. Someone saw some mice around there one day, so he wants a big angry barn cat to patrol the area. I agreed to help him find one, and take care of it as long as I was there. It would be awesome to have a cat around my new trailer. Especially a haggard old mean cat. Sometimes I feel haggard and mean.
The picture above is from UFC 100 (photoshopped obviously) and has nothing at all to do with this post (much like the title), but it made me laugh for a long time today, so I thought I’d post it. It’s funny how I used to love UFC as a kid, then hated it for my early adult years, now I’m back to loving it. I wonder if I will ever get back into hockey

I’m still really busy, still really bummed, but I found some enjoyment in labelling the nuts out of my Flickr photos yesterday at some point, or maybe the day before (time is blurry when you’re stressed and depressed). So, if anyone wastes their time reading this crap, or wants to learn more about how we built the log house, go here. Then it won’t have been another complete waste of my time.
I’m tired of this book. I like doing the drawings still, but now that the pressure is on, it’s all work, no fun. I also feel like I’m constantly letting James down.

The drawings look great according to James, but I can’t keep up with him and all the other projects he wants me to help with. Which sucks, because I think I make Skethcup look too easy to him when I do little things in front of him, but these drawings aren’t little things – well, maybe to some people they are, but to me, they are a lot of work. So then he just thinks I’m slacking off (always somewhat true), or incapable. Either way he can’t think too highly of me.
I’ve got tons going on, and I’ve been real depressed so I haven’t been writing much. I promise to write about what’s going on, when I feel comfortable doing so, but right now I am in a spot where I have tried to write like I normally do, but find myself unable to get past opening a browser, and logging in. I usually close the browser about 2 seconds later.
I figure this wouldn’t be much of a chronicling of my life if I only write about the good stuff, but I can’t spare the time to put the effort into explaining one of the biggest mistakes I’ve ever made, and how I ruined all the happiness I recently found.
Some other time.

Holly and I stayed with her friends Terri and Dennis, in Nanaimo on Thursday. They were really nice people, and had a nice place with a great view from the deck. Terri made us homemade sushi (her first attempt), which was really good, then her and Holly picked a ton of cherries off the trees in their yard.
The next morning, Terri took Holly and I to Cathedral Grove. It’s got BC’s largest and oldest trees. Some of them are – as you probably saw above – over 800 years old! It was a great place to visit, and I wish we had more time to stay there, but we also wanted to head over to this place called The Coombs. There is a market there and they have a lot of cool buildings. Most were log, with grass roofs. A couple roofs even had goats on them. We had lunch there, then Terri dropped us at the ferry just in time for us to leave for Vancouver.
I went to upload a bunch of photos I took in the last week, and realized I’ve reached my Flickr maximum for the month already. A week or two ago, my mum offered to get me a Pro account. I declined.
Guess what mum?

Today was Canada Day, and all kinds of people were partying all over the island. When I got up this morning, I went to the school to see James, and touch base with him since I’d been off the island and without Internet for a week. After touring around with him and getting a new assignment that is going to be a bitch to figure out, I came back to David’s and hung out with Holly for a bit.
We got hungry and went for lunch at Harvest Thyme again, then we drove down to Brickyard Beach to watch all kinds of people shoot homemade potato cannons into the ocean. It was pretty impressive how many people were there partying. Every time the cannons fired – whether it flew 5 feet, or five hundred – the entire crowd clapped and cheered like it was the most amazing thing they had ever seen. It’s funny to me that a bunch of fairly rich people gather together to shoot potatoes into the ocean using PVC pipe and a BBQ lighter.

We stuck around for maybe a half hour, and then I met a nice dog who had the coolest looking eyes. His name was Kita. His owner was nice, and let me take a couple pictures of him. I keep wanting a dog. After hanging out with Honey so much in the last little while, I keep thinking how nice it would be to have a pooch to hang out with me all day.

Especially one with eyes like this!
Later on, Holly and I went and toured the school. I showed her the building we just made, and the ones that other guys had made over the years, then we wandered over to James’ new lot. Everyone was there enjoying a celebratory beer after a long day of stacking stones. I introduced Holly to everyone, then showed her the huge waterfall James had dug while he was excavating. We headed back to the school, stopped a moment to pick some cherries, then toured the classroom. Eventually James came back from his new lot and gave Holly and I a walk through his current home. I love it, and I’m pretty sure Holly did too, so now all I have to do is design and build one similar. Should be simple.
It’s now 4:20 am, so I think I’ll go hit my joint a couple times and then try and sleep a bit.