i just got a random message from a girl in vancouver (orginally from france) saying she is trying to find a job at the olympics and is messaging people who are currently working for the organization. she included a link to her resume. seems crazy trolling facebook and randomly messaging people for a job. i guess it could work... just a little odd :)
tomorrow a few of my coworkers and i will be going for happy hour! yay for afternoon drinks! then saturday i will be off to ikea to get a few things and then off to round up some other items from craigs list. i think i will be putting off building the furniture until sunday because it is supposed to be sunny and 20 on saturday. sunday i will build my furniture and by sunday afternoon i will have a furnished apartment! the couch will be angled towards my fireplace and the view of false creek. i have a feeling i will like sitting on my couch.
work is going well. it is kinda fun because no one in this department has any clue about autocad or what i do so i have free reign! i like being a department unto myself :) of course wrapping my head around all the olympic venues is a little bit of a challenge but i am good at reading drawings and visualizing space so it is not too bad.
so.... ya... dating experienmce number 1 didnt turn out so well.
it started out well enough. sushi, a walk along the seawall....
then.... it went badly. he said he broke up with his gf over a month ago. seems that was a bit of a stretch. i guess she broke up with him fairly recently..... how do i know this? well.... i learned all of this when i met her. yes.... she turned up on our date in tears. she actually seems really cool. used to dj in edmonton... into the goth scene. i got her email and she let me listen to some new songs on her ipod while we both ignored the french ass that was her ex and was my date. i got her email and will be asking if she wants to hang out sometime. hey, we have something in common, terrible taste in guys and good taste in music.
so... my overall lesson for the day is i dont do well with people that speak french. i have had enough bad experiences with quebciquois.... but the france french are even worse!!!! so no more french speakers for me. ever
so today started badly. i got up, grabbed a bite to eat and headed out to work. i got to the queensway streetcar platform and wandered to the end to the seat i usually sit in to wait. as i approached my usual seat i see a dead seagull lying on the bench with its wing hanging over the side and a little bit of blood around its beak and head. i kind of stumble back feeling sick. i dont like seagulls but seeing any dead animal, especially a bird is hard for me. i managed to not throw up which was a feat. i am now sitting at work still feeling sick. not a good way to start the morning :(
get up, eat, fo to work, come home, hope in car, go on a box hunting trip. drag found boxes up to apartment, pack boxes full of stuff, eat dinner, go to bed. repeat.
my living room looks like it is being packed up at least. all of my books are packed up in wine boxes. 25 boxes of books... yikes. i am allowing myself one box to come with me on the trip.
next up is sorting through clothes and shoes.... i wont be able to take everything :( i think i will take all my shoes and put them out on my shelves to decide.
last night was another in a long string of bad sleep nights. i woke up after an hour of sleep. it was like those movies where someone is jolted awake and sit right up. that was me... and then i couldnt get back to sleep for hours.
this move to vancouver is stressful but i am sure it will be worth it!
19 years ago i got the best gift ever from my dad! a little lovebird! it took a few years but she eventually becamse part of the flock and she has loved us unconditionally ever since. i never knew how loving and smart a bird could be before i got phoebe.
this morning she flew over to me and gave me lots of little kisses. she jumped into my hand after stealing some of my breakfast and went to sleep cuddled down into my palm.
so... happy anniversary to my little lovebird! 19 years!
went to the seabound and de/vision concert last night. i was pretty impressed with both bands, they put on a good show. de/vision didn't play a few songs i would have liked to hear but thats to be expected when a band has been around for 20 years. i started listening to them over 10 years ago.... yikes. i feel old. sadly the turn out wasnt big but hey, it was a tuesday, it was cold and icy out. it was worth it though. i have wanted to see both bands for ages so i braved the cold. i think over all i prefered seabound, but i think overall i like seabounds material more. the crowd seemed to respond more to seabound then de/vision. i also had my first dangerous dans experience. i had a small burger which was still *HUGE* but very tasty. there is one thing i always wonder about when i go to concerts. last night i ran into a few people i knew there and recognized a few more from the clubs and such. but then i wonder where everyone else has come from! i mean, where do all these other gothy/alternative.... whatever people come from? there is a limited number of clubs that play this kind of music and i would have thought that they would be going to the clubs sometimes. although i rarely go so perhaps they could be going, just not when i am there. this seems to be a phenomeon that always occurs. i remember going to the and one/vnv nation concert and the place being PACKED! i didnt know there were that many people in toronto that liked that music! i was shocked!
so i went off to dance my last dance at savage garden. (for those of you that arent familiar it is a goth club in toronto that has been around for 15 years). so many good times there, i was sad to see it go. it was a fantastic night though. i saw so many people i hadnt seen in years! i remember the first time i ever went there. it was the thanksgiving long weekend back in 96. i sat in the booth closest to the window with a friend. i thought it was an amazing club, fell in love instantly, felt at home. through out the years i danced the night away, had some guest dj spots and even danced in the cage for a bit. in the last few years i didnt go very much. maybe once or twice a year. the thing is i liked it being there even if i rarely went. i liked knowing i could go, that savage was always there.
i was a little sad paul ended the night with rob zombie. i was expecing skinny puppy or sisters..... something that would have been heard when he opened the club 15 years ago. rob zombie just doesnt represent the club i know. i also would have liked it if paul had gathered a bunch of djs that had played there over the year and done short guest spots in the front room. dan, peter, paul along with many others. i was also a little upset (like most of the old school regulars) that we were treated pretty much like crap by the owners. i know some people that worked hard to make savage a place people felt welcome. a few of my friends showed up the day it opened and was loyal to the club for 15 years. i was expecting some sort of thank you for your support type gesture for some of these people.
