Friday, April 27, 2007

Ugh. Highly unimpressed with CIBC. I don't know how they can justify getting every aspect of my order wrong, and late. Not only am I unable to pay my landlord via check. I have to go all the way down to Sasamat on a Saturday for no other reason then to pick up the bank draft that they are drawing for me for Ontario. It's such a hassle. Respect is plummeting.

Why would you issue cheques for my savings account?

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

And this is why I love Vancouver.

"Dallas is winning 1 - 0 now..." I didn't really think much about Susan's comment about game. I was there for yoga, the first time in 3 weeks since crunch time started. I was so tired, I was falling asleep once we proceeded to the floor exercieses. So good.

An hour later, I'm walking out the door into the balmy spring evening. My head is assulted, still, by the echos of my tiny voice in the void Ian left, I'm concerned about my gym membership and some jack ass is thumping his horn. The car goes by, unflanked, unobstructed, NO GODDAMN REASON for the racket. I turn and glare as I cross the road. I hate to be interrupted like this.

But is wasn't just him, a middle aged Chinese man, I had caught a glimpse of him through the steeliness of my glare. But the streets were alive! Cars of all sorts had taken up their voices in a rowdy chorus that bugged the crap out of me. Then I realise that... there has to be something more going on.

Let me guess, we won the game tonight?
Me to stranger. Who was grinning silly while waiting for the light to change.

Affirmative. I have never been in a city so spontaniously and yet disparately jubeelant.

Yay Canucks!
Drumsticks and Hockey

If I don't salvage this relationship, I will regret it, for a substantially long time.
I'm sorry.

Sunday, April 22, 2007


I barely tasted the food. But i've studied the tiles on the bathroom floor and the smooth white coolness of the toilet bowl with great intensity. $35 and two hours later, I'm scrubbing the inside of Justin's car. Does water suffice? I doubt it. At 11.30, I'm standing outside my house as Thi watches me 'just to make sure i'm ok'. He's standing on the front lawn barefoot. He gives me a peck on the cheek, which he will probably not remember.

No offense, but that was the worst birthday ever. At least the bathrooms were nice, and Peps was cute. But then again, you're someone I love. So as much as I'm frustrated by your bad directional skills and ill-planned drinking binges, I'm stuck with you.

Happy birthday Thi!

we are both very impressed by you tonight
you take care of people very well
a lot of love

I will miss you all. My friendships with you have been amazing and will continue to grow.

In other news, it's over! And I'm free!
So last night, I dreamt that we were walking down the road with a few of my other friends. Laughing, together you and I, like we used to.
I was very happy.

I'm coming home soon Belmont!