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06.07.00 1:09 p.m.

Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.


 -Albert Camus  


NOTE: This entry was created on 12/21/01 from a letter written to a whole bunch of people. Response 2021.01.05
Isn't it amazing? In the middle of a town that is an hour from civilized life, at a campground that barely has running water, and I find internet access.
I am currently on the Bay of Fundy. Not a clue where that is, except there is a great deal of water. It is very cold and very windy here. For the past couple nights I have been sleeping in Kate’s family’s camper because they thought (rightly so) that my tent would have blown over had I bothered to set it up. Katie's family was scared that camper would blow over. However, I had taken sleeping pills and had earplug in (certain other members of our party snore), so I was fairly oblivious to the storm until this morning. Incidentally, the storm is still going on, so we are moving to Cape Breton today. I am fairly sure that is UP, so I am expecting that it is only going to get colder. I would not at all be surprised if I saw snow.
Two days ago we went hiking. Kate and her father took a hard trail. I was supposed to get her mother and brother back to the car. However the tide came up on the beach. So we climbed through a mountain trail for about an hour before we ended up in the right area.
Yesterday we went to Prince Edward Island. I think it was supposed to be an artistic community. It wasn't. It was a couple of shops and many lazy looking teenagers. They stared at Katie and me. She had her digital video camera, I had a rather expensive looking normal camera, and we were taking lots of pictures. It might have also helped that Kate dyed her hair purple before we left New York.
Oh, and on the first day, when we mostly traveled, I had to share a room with Katie's brother David. That was slightly less than pleasant, as I had yet to get the ear plugs.
I am eating lots of fast food. Once I get back to NY, I will never eat another McDonald's chicken sandwich. Now Katie is making me turn the computer over to her. Love you all (at least as much as I did when I left).

reading: Filth by Irvine Welsh
listening: Weezer
wanting: Always to feel like I am on vacation with my Katie.
interesting thought: Change is the only constant

Thomm Quackenbush is an author and teacher in the Hudson Valley. He has published four novels in his Night's Dream series (We Shadows, Danse Macabre, Artificial Gods, and Flies to Wanton Boys). He has sold jewelry in Victorian England, confused children as a mad scientist, filed away more books than anyone has ever read, and tried to inspire the learning disabled and gifted. He is capable of crossing one eye, raising one eyebrow, and once accidentally groped a ghost. When not writing, he can be found biking, hiking the Adirondacks, grazing on snacks at art openings, and keeping a straight face when listening to people tell him they are in touch with 164 species of interstellar beings. He likes when you comment.