July 2nd, 2002

Sundry Notes

Yesterday was Canada Day. I'm not particularly patriotic, although to be sure my Canadian identity can be some (partial) excuse. I'd planned just to stay at home; but then, the night before, I was talking over MSN with Mark, a cool guy from the gaypei list which I comoderate with Steve (thanks!), and we arranged to meet for dinner and a movie. The dinner was at Silver Stream, an excellent Chinese restaurant with a cool buffet; wonton soup is interesting. The movie in question was Scooby-Doo, more on which below.

It was fun. I had to go home early, at 8:30, because I told Mom so, and I was afraid (and right) that Dad was a bit weird about me going out for an evening with a gay guy. I won't classify this as friends meeting or a date because I don't know what it was, and frankly, I think that the difference is irrelevant. All I do think is that it was fun to be with Mark and I've missed out on a lot of things but not going to social occasions. I'll be spending another evening with him later, and another evening with Steve, and work on getting a social life. (Coming out sexually seems to have been a prerequisite for coming out socially.)

Scooby-Doo was fun. The mainstream movie reviewers condemned Scooby-Doo for being immature and unserious and whatnot. All that I can say is that Scooby-Doo isn't supposed to be a mature and serious movie, it is simply supposed to be fun, and that it certainly was. I really liked the entire movie, like The Phantom Menace; perhaps I am too unsophisticated, I don't pretend to know or to care. In the past, I have not gone out to too many movies; this is also going to change.

And, my travelling. Today, I confirmed my three plane tickets--Moncton-Toronto, Toronto-Dulles, LaGuardia-Moncton (via Montréal)--having confirmed that the Washington flight to meet Tom wasn't to BMI but to something close, and having changed Newark to LaGuardia for ease of travel. I expect to get my passport soon, in a week or two, along with my VISA card. I still have to buy the Amtrak ticket, which I'll do tomorrow, but I don't expect to find it too difficult. (Or am I wrong here?) So, the trip is going as planned.

And a final positive note. When I stopped by the Charlottetown Visitor Information Centre--a provincial operation to provide information on attractions and reservations to tourists, where I worked for three summers--I saw some of my old co-workers. They are all quite cool--it was a wonderful place to work, they remembered me. I was particularly happy when one coworker looked at me and said--I think honestly, she did do a doubletake--that she hadn't recognzied me from all the weight I'd lost, perhaps from my new care for my appearance.

It's nice to have that happen; it's somehow symbolic.
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