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This morning, the song was Machines & Robots (Tupelo Honey); character song for Kam from my main solo novel 'verse.

So! Yesterday, I took the knowledge test required for a 6L licence. Passing it translates to: I HAVE A MOTORCYCLE LEARNER'S LICENCE! ♥

Went to the 'rents to glee about it and father immediately got me to sit on the Vulcan, where I learned the basics of the bike that we're 99.9% certain he'll be giving me. Eee, I will get the bike I wanted from the moment he bought it! ♥

This is (roughly) what the bike looks like. Mine has some leather saddlebags and seat accessories, plus an Irish leprechaun zapstrapped to it, under the windscreen that this one is also missing, BUT THE COLOUR AND THE AWESOME OF IT IS RIGHT!

And, in typical learner's fashion, I nearly rode it into a wall. HE WAS MAKING ME DO HARD THINGS, like trying to balance an 800 cc motorbike at 4km/h without correcting with my feet. This is coordination that will come with time, daddy, BUT OMG I WAS RIDING THE VULCAN.

Okay, thinking about it again is making me excited all over again. jfkdlasjfldkas Need to acquire a throwaway bike in the interim, because I don't want to take the skills test with the 800, as you need to be able to lay down and pick up the bike easily, plus go at extremely slow speeds. While I will eventually be able to do this with the Vulcan, I want to practice on something a little less powerful (200-300 cc range).

Also: It is hot. Enough that I'm going to take a cold shower, if I can swing it. Looking forward to house and a shower that is (hopefully) not as possessed as this one. Wanting to start packing, need to find my packing tape and the tape gun. Need to give notice and arrange shite with the landlord here.
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Okay, so!

Family wanted me to come camp with them this weekend. Opted out, because it is the Pride Festival this weekend and I have been wanting to attend parts of it.

Reunion (10 years, high school) is August 29th and I have tentatively decided to go. Will trip out to Edmonton with 'rents (to save on hotel costs, LOL), then trip up to LLB (two hours) for the pig roast. Should things go well, I'll crash somewhere in LLB for the night, then drive back. If I feel alienated by the town and want to tell them to STFU, I book it the two hours back to Edmonton on sweet, sweet Albertan backroads. Oh, 130km/h, I love you.

Well, that'd make it significantly SHORTER than two hours, still. The shortest I ever heard anyone making it was in forty minutes. You do NOT want to know.

Back at work and life is good enough! Working on files and being productive, but distracted because ten hours days, LOL.

THAT IS THAT. How are all y'all doing??
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