GUYS! GUYS!

GUYS! IT'S SNOWING, GUYS!!

...anybody else notice how "guys" doesn't look anything like a real word?

Snooooooooooooooow.

I have like, six jobs now. But they're all at the same place. So. Yeah. I'm a janitor and a cashier and a belayer and a floor supervisor and an instructor and a kid's coach ( Read more... )

Not going to school in September is really weird.

I kind of like it.

I'm going camping, now.

Went to Fort McMurray. Went to Winnipeg. Went to Lake of the Woods. Don't like bus trips by myself. Like 'em better when Sam's with me ( Read more... )

Good days, busy days. Working all the time, but I got two days off this week for the first time since I started working, Eric's letting me have a job as an instructor, and I just realized I've been with Sam for nearly two years.

In six days, I'll be away to the internet-less lands for three weeks, almost.

Exciting.

So. Whoever thought of doing a version of the Amazing Race as, like, a teambuilding activity for bankers? I salute you. You made my job so much easier.

Now I will go clean my room and vacuum the house, so I'll have time to go and vacuum the gym tonight. Vacuuming has become my life's work.

I hate my life's work.

...so. I said I was done BITCHING here. BUT I'M NOT ( Read more... )

Okay, wow. I just applied for nineteen jobs. Today. On foot. While wearing crappy shoes with the lining worn off. After scraping all the skin off of the back of my heel. Owie. I seriously must buy other shoes. That's not the good part though. This is the good part ( Read more... )

Okay. So if I write a story, and offer it to someone to read, with the disclaimer, "You will think this is about people you know, but it isn't. It's about people who are very specifically not the people you know," and they read one sentence and go, without any hint of joking, "But her hair wasn't short and brown then, it was ( Read more... )

Well, I've been back in Vancouver for over a week, and good grief, but it's different. Than Victoria, I mean. It's friendlier, somehow. (That's bullshit, really. I've just lived here for my whole life. Of course it's friendlier to me. It'll always be my city.) But it's weird, going from living in an apartment with one and a half other people to ( Read more... )