I really hate douchebags that wear sun glasses when it's raining. There's no glare, you're just pretentious and weird. you're not a celebrity. you're not a bodyguard and you're certainly no Ray Charles, you mutt.
Occupy Vancouver! Protests! Students getting high! Playing crap music. Now I respect the right to protest but assaulting emergency service workers like the police and fire fighters like you're rabid dogs is just plain stupid. it's cool though. the city is seeking court ordered permission to "disassemble" their makeshift "craphole" of a "village" they've been living in the past month outside Vancouver art Gallery, basically they're gonna tear down the tents and thank god. There's a very odd aroma coming from that side of town.
Homeless people are friendlier than yuppy bar owners, go figure. I even had a nice homeless man draw my protrait for the low low price of a half eaten sandwich. And another dude who, even though he was living rough, told ME to keep my spirits high, that karma would take care of me just because I was being nice to him. Needless to say he got a whole sandwich and I got a job out of it.
I do not heart buses. I miss my car, although the thoughts of joining this race of nutjob drivers scares the bejesus out of me. these people are crazier than the Irish on Ice. It's like watching Bambi do riverdance drunk, except on ice.
Stipulations in my health insurance state that if I break my leg skiing I'm on my own, but how about snow boarding? Or tubing? Or sliding down Whistler in a wheelie bin? You have to read the fine print, but I just wanna play in the snow dag nammit. Why wont you let me play?
Back to the bus thing. I've come to really enjoy standing on buses over here, makes me feel like I'm urban surfing only if you wipe out you don't eat wave, you dive face first into a large gentleman's armpit. this we don't enjoy.
Since Chris's departure I had been thrust back into the Stone Age, technologically speaking, If stoneage men and women had to take the 16 downtown to get online that is. No laptop, millions of unread emails (I'm popular, word up) and no youtube to idly pass the time. But huzzzah I'm back on the information superhighway in a big way,. New laptop and I am telling you it is a crime how cheap crap is here. All kinds of crap. I'm seriously considering going into the bootlegging biz full time if I ever come home or if this whole social youth worker dealy doesn't work out.
Yep, I got a job and in record time too apparently. I've met a lot of people over here and 2-3 weeks is by far the fastest time I've heard for someone to get a nice place to live for a reasonable rate, find a job and make new friends. I gotta say my alter ego is having a field day with this one and I'm letting her loose on Downtown vancouver this weekend in celebration. Rock on Polly, rock on.
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