2001-06-09 - 2:39 p.m.
Listening to: Starlight Mints, The Dream That Stuff Was Made Of
It's stupid how boring things have become lately. You'd think that after being here for a year I would have found something to occupy myself - hah! I don't think so. I don't really have any friends aside from Andy who's never around anymore. I'm not working and I don't babysit anymore. There isn't anywhere for me to go to just meet up with people, well there are places but they all involve alcohol and really bad music.
You'd think that by now I would have found some place to frequent, someplace I could go without feeling stupid about being alone. Blah.
I didn't get to meet up with Jason after. His flight was cancelled and he didn't know how to get a hold of me to give me the new times. It sucks but oh well. Life goes on.
So instead I went down to 17th Ave and bought my sneakers (Converse! Yayaya!). The girl who helped me was so nice and we talked for about fifteen minutes about the colour pink and how Calgarians talk funny. It's so easy for me to talk to strangers now because of my job at Spence Shoes. I'm people friendly thanks to retail (hahaa, that's a little bit of an oxymoron isn't it?).
I saw three different dead squirrels on the road in three different parts of the city being dragged by three differeny magpies. It was such a gross sight to see and very creepy because I saw so many in the course of a half hour. Weird.
Shit, I have to finish painting the back patio. I had stopped earlier because it started to rain and I was hopping that I could just not do it today. But now it's sunny again. Bastards. Well, at least it will give me something to do instead of wallowing in my room all afternoon.
I wanna go home right now, damnit! I'm sick of waiting!
