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Category: katje trek

  • I am actually travelling today

    Even if I woke up late and missed the 9:30 ferry. I can still catch the next one and will be leaving shortly. It’s a long trip and I don’t expect I’ll have the energy to blog when I get home, so I’ll see y’all tomorrow. In the meantime, here’s a picture of a fire.…

  • Amoeba Cat and the Ogre go on a road trip (and see some kittens; also — Reading Rainbow)

    [content warning: mention of disordered eating and fatphobia] This past weekend was the BC Day long weekend (I believe the first Monday in August is the long weekend across Canada, with Province-specific holidays; I know it was Alberta Heritage Day as well as BC Day, f’ex), so I got to spend four days at the…

  • The Saga of the Move: Part 4, or “The Pre/sequels We All Drank Enough to Forget”

    (Parts One, Two, and Three.) The worst of this move is over, thankfully. Moving out of a place is a lot harder than moving into. (Also I think there could be a sexual innuendo in that sentence, but I’m too tired to make it work. Feel free to give it a try in the comments.)…

  • The Saga of the Move: Part 3, or “Return of the Clusterfuck”

    (Read Part 1 and Part 2.) The apartment in Coquitlam needed to be ready for me to move into. This meant there needed to be space for my stuff, first of all, and that my grandparents’ stuff needed to be moved out. That is, we needed to move out what we could of my grandparents’…

  • The Saga of the Move: Part 2, or “The Stuff I Own Strikes Back”

    (Read Part 1 here.) We now had more problems than we’d started out the day with: not only did we no longer have the use of TG’s truck to get rid of some of the big stuff, including the mattress and box spring, but now we had to work on getting the truck to Courtenay…

  • The Saga of the Move: Part 1, or “A New Home”

    Some of you may know that I moved recently. I talked about it a bit before my blogging, social media, and Youtube hiatus — not a planned hiatus, by the way, I just got so bogged down with the realities of moving and other work (like finishing the proofing of Bellica‘s third edition) that I…

  • In which I don’t complain about Powell River overmuch

    Today I drove from Nanaimo to Comox, and from there I took a ferry to Powell River. This was quite a feat for me, being the longest piece of driving I’ve done since before my spinal injury. It was painful, but not too terrible, and some stretching and walking made my back feel…well, less cramped,…

  • Statue of Liberty vs. Tea Party: no contest

    Saturday night we spent in Salem, Oregon at my friend Indigo’s place. Her house is HUGE and with rent so reasonable I half considered picking up and moving there like, yesterday. (There being Salem, not necessarily her house.) Sunday morning afternoon we headed north again and stopped in Portland for a visit shopping trip, as…

  • Oregon is a dangerous place for us — and I’m not talking about dysentery

    Oregon has no state tax. This is like a stranger in a van offering candy to us 14%-tax-beleaguered British Columbians: dangerous, but oh so tempting. Our trip to Seattle got delayed a bit when we decided to stop in Portland. Mom bought shoes (so what else is new?), we both got books, I picked up…

  • Wednesday at my brother’s house

    My brother lives in a boat. That is, it’s a really long and narrow semi-legal basement suite with two bedrooms, a bathroom that used to be two closets (so, two bathrooms: one with a toilet, sink, and toiletries, and one with a shower), a kitchen that redefines the term “galley kitchen”, a bar, and lots…