Friday, June 24, Liam and I went out for a fine dining date at Thuet on King. Jonny works there and seemed to hook us up mad in many departments. It was a wonderful meal and not nearly as expensive as we thought, but once again we got a serious hook up on account of Liam being family. After our superb supper, we cabbed back up town to Massey Hall for the incredible Sonny Rollins show. I have never and probably will never again experience anything like watching that jazz legend and master virtuoso of the tenor sax play with his kickin' band. I only wish I could have seen Arthur there. I'm not sure that I will be able to afford lessons unless I get something under the table in the fall.
Things are peaceful. My mom has flown to Jersey to see my sister (not New Jersey), and I am going up to see my grandparents on the tree farm this weekend. I have been absorbing the second season of the X-Files on DVD curtesey of my sister's boyfriend buying it for her. I love that show so much more when I don't have to sit through commercial breaks.
I have a lot of dreams of plans floating around that don't seem to settle into practical practice. I keep pushing their manifestation further ahead in time when I get settled into a routine. I have little more to say other than Ashley's place is beautiful; she and Dion are awesome, and write me something to say hello.
LOVE - Tristan
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