It's kind of annoying that I have a family whom I'm afraid of. I've spent the last few years putting them all down (in a nice way). And Ger is nice to me and Kevin isn't. The age-old condundrum: Do I hang Kevin from a rafter or a tree.

Although perhaps no one cares which would suit me fine. That is what I hope for. I'm going to be fragile upon arrival, a mouse will set me off. Don't let Colin near me for a half hour. Gawd I miss Colin. He is cute. I could be wrong but there is a person who will look after me. Not that I'll need it mind you. Yes I will. I blubber when I'm out there for a week, what will I do when I'm out there forever: 'uncle don?' 'yes colin' 'you are blubbering' 'do I have to go back to Toronto?' 'no' 'serious?' 'no' 'this is going to take a while to get used to, I think everyone is mad at me' 'whom?" 'I can already hear the discontent' "where?' "all over, I can tell' "why are you in the fetus position uncle don?' 'I'm getting prepared' 'for what?' 'Kevin is coming home for soup soon and Anita is working and I'm not sure if I should have made the soup hot or luke warm'

In my life, it should be interesting. I don't know, maybe they have a cabin ready for me. I can't see me and Kevin under the same roof. I'd be okay but Kevin would hit the roof: Kev? you are annoying me, sleep somewhere else, I'm oiling my chains, and I sold your tv because I don't like it and I've sent Anita away to learn Japanese ceramics for a week or two. And by the way, on the way home could you buy me herbal tea, chai would be good.

could happen.