Okay, sooo what have I been doing these last 2 weeks?
Lots and nothing.
House sorted and all settled in. Definitely looks nicer than when a scruffy boy lived there (Aryo if you’re reading this, only kidding, I’m sure it was lovely… *cough*). I managed to get a job sorted pretty fast (Hostess, new Italian restaurant, NOM), thank god because I am bored and missing work. Yes, I am that sad. I’ve also been volunteering with a kids’ theatre company, and met up with the artistic director of Vancouver Youth Theatre today who asked me to run a kids drama workshop season in the autumn where they collaborate together to write and perform their own play. So it’s been a pretty busy couple of weeks. Add in to that various evenings of drinking with my new roommates and breaking in my new skates. Not at the same time however.
Specifically Saturday night which comprised of Chris (roommate) , Sher (sort of roomie out back who has the Westie) drinking on the deck before Chris and I leave for the fireworks. All I can say is they have amazing cider over here that’s sooo appley and is also 7%. Which we most definitely did not drink in the park watching said fireworks. This progressed to heading downtown to meet Aryo (sort of roommate for 2 days before I got his room) and some friends of his. Cue more drinking. This naturally led on to the genius idea of going out dancing. Of course, I was dressed in attire not exactly my top choice for going out on my first night out in downtown Vancouver. But the alcohol made this seem like a great thing regardless. And it was fun. Despite feeling like a scruff, there was a good funk band, lots of dancing and tequila. What more does a girl want? Oh and a weirdly pervy guy who kept looking over, really blatantly, and smiling. Even though we were in a group half guys and half girls. And did I mention the state I looked? Anyway, cue getting to bed at 6am, getting 4 hours sleep and being a vegetable on Sunday. It’s nice to know I can get into as much trouble here as I can back home. Huzzah! Now all I need to do is fly over my carnage causing companions and we can break this city.
Other than that life has been pretty chilled out. Eating and drinking and reading for the most part. The occasional spot of pervery on hockey players/skaters/artsy types, but that’s par for the course really. God, and tattooed basketball players. Nom.
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