Dead Fish

I spent a couple of days in Norway Bay up on the Ottawa River. Unfortunately somebody dumped poison in the bay itself so the beaches were covered with dead fish, and that totally killed the holiday mood. The cottage is about a million percent better than its former shag carpet and 70s surplus store paint scheme days though, so the lack of swimming wasn't utterly disastrous.





My main annoyance these days is that everyone I know seems to be constantly sick. I find it so irritating when other people are sick because its so hard to know if they're screwing with you or if they actually are sick. And then even if they are sick, I find it hard to empathize because it always seems like a really lame problem that they shouldn't complain about. I know its pretty mean to say, because as soon as I feel sick I can totally empathize with everyone, and it stops everything in my life. But in between whiles it just seems like everyone else is a hypochondriac whinger.