sorry for being m.i.a. but im creatively dying over here in vancouver. been working at value village as a production slave and utterly scaring my body for life to pay my bills that i've accumulated the past year. by the time i get back to good ol' M to the TL i should be even steven and broke as a joke. been racking my brain as to how i'll stretch my money for a piece of creative mind, where i'd love to squeeze in a weekend trip to new york or ottawa/toronto, splurge on a portable internetsss machine, and refresh my ego with some winter gear all for the new school year. my money is such a stress that i havent done anything particularly special since i've been down here. i've done 3 uniquely me things:
1. i spontaneously rode my cousin' girly beach cruiser around the hood out of boredom and me-time for an entire evening.
2. i walked robson for a day and watched transformers 2 like the loneliest wolf ever.
3. and i've eaten in total, 9 ube ice cream bubble teas to date.
joseph james.
