lovers brunch

I was killing time in downtown Nanaimo (pause for laughter) this morning, on my way to a coffee shop, when I struck up a conversation with a homeless man. We talked for a couple minutes and then I said goodbye and crossed the street. I realized that I should invite him to join me, since I can afford a second cup and we could continue our conversation, but when I turned around he was already gone. I continued to the coffee shop, and ordered a coffee and the special of the day. I sat down at a booth and sipped my coffee, suddenly realizing that it's Valentine's Day, so it's a good thing that I didn't invite the homeless man, because how would it look if I saw someone I know and had to explain my "date". I smiled at the thought, happy at having avoided a possibly humilitating situation.

And then the waitress brought me two plates of food and I spent an hour eating my Valentine's Day Special alone at a table for two.

hello from the 'mo

I moved again, this time into a storage locker downtown, while I travel around for a bit. I've been visiting my hometown for the past week, which is still home to my parents, grandparents, and one of my brothers. It's great because it's free, and also I love my family but mostly because it's free.

I'll be back in Vancouver for work for a few days starting tomorrow, and I haven't decided where to go after that. Vancouver certainly has advantages; most of my friends are in the big city, as well as 24-hour breakfast restaurants and giant candy stores, all within walking distance. Staying with family requires me to sacrifice a few freedoms and vices along with my social life. And while it's nice to visit my relatives, it's also nice to chug a bottle of wine while writing a blog post. It's only been a week and I already miss living in Vancouver.

But my parents have an empty 25-foot trailer parked behind their house and it has internet. So I guess I'll see you guys in a few months.