My Life
My last post to this post bridge a fairly insane gap.
I’m back on the west coast as well as living in a house with some crazy cool friends.
At this precise moment I am drunk and polishing off my 40 of Olde English with Pantera blaring from the living room.
I’ve been striving to find a job and/or trying to find some sort of financial source in order to remain active in both my social and personal life. It’s been a month and a half since I moved back and I’ve essentially been a bum living off others charity and somehow surviving. It’s not only exciting but interesting, as I’ve been completely comfortable in this entire span of time.
Some days I wake up not having a clue what or how I’m going to eat but every day I somehow either have asolution provided or come up with one on my own accord.
The only real difference has been how much I’ve been drinking. Back in Montreal I always had at LEAST 2 beers in my fridge. What I spent on a 15 case there is what I have to spend on a 12 case here in Vancouver.
Long story short, I’m poor and jobless but life is good. Goodnight Tumblr, you’re my best friend.
