it's amazing how you can get all doom and gloom when your hands are idle. you play strange games in your head.

you tell yourself you're suffering while all the while you know you're nowhere near suffering. time goes much slower than you're used to. you feel like things will never pick up and you start to get irrational...

but you stumble onto something that turns it all around again and you find yourself saying "why do i gotta worry so much all the time?"

it feels so much better to get back to something i love to do. i'll be starting monday at CIUT 89.5 with a two hour tech spot and then a gig hosting an hour of music. i've also got the rest of the week to saturate my brain with various activities around the station.

"i liked you from the minute you walked in here," said the programming director ken stowar. "you just get a flow off someone when you meet them, and your demeanor and eagerness made for a good flow."

that was something i needed to hear quite badly. it's also nice to see that he has enough faith in my abilities that he's willing to try me out so quickly without having seen any real evidence of my previous work. much thanks is owed to good people like ken stowar, who show that you can still trust someone's word in these highly suspicious times.

i met a girl at the station who wants me to help her with photography at the u of t's varsity newspaper. she's 29 and has a 9 year old daughter, which surprises me since she looks not a whole lot older than myself. she's very cheery and sweet. i'm not sure if she's a single mother but if she is, she's accomplished quite the feat. i admire any woman who has a child at a young age and raises them on their own. she's already offered me some kind of a cover assignment, without having seen any of my photos. the assignment will have me taking photos of the election riding's party candidates. i figure the challenge is not taking the photo itself but merel being in the same room with a number of candidate i might automatically dislike because of their party affilliation.

she wants me to come with her this weekend while she covers north by northeast. i haven't been to a city wide indie music fest since 1999, when i attended winnipeg's corefest in its final year. although held in multiple venues, the main site of festival was on garbage hill, a man-made slope in the middle of the city's industrial district by the airport. a number of parties were held there during the rave days, and the site was used as the setting for the post-apocalyptic rave in noam gonick's hello happy! the place is amazing in the hours just before sunset, the perfect spot for a summer festival. the hill is not too huge, has some nice greenery here and there, and offers you a nice view of the whole city, as it's the most elevated point in winnipeg. i remember we went there to see elevator, but they didn't show up so we got treated to the political hip hop of fermented reptile and the beatboxing/feestyling/car jumping high jinx of mood ruff. what a day that was...