[ Wednesday, November 27, 2002 ]
okay... fark.how does this thing work, he asks him self... i'm sure it'll become self evident. until then the bandwith may as well be flushed.
so ... here I am again. sitting in my cage. would you like 150 sheets of animation paper? how about a red or blue colerase pencil? or fuck you perhaps. i mean. i guess its a pretty 'cherry' position. like being a security guard, without having to hassle the punk kids on the skateboards. those bastards! ha.
so,,, here we are in good ol' Vancouver B.C.... the sun is shining beautifully down this morning, a fine blue sky. A rare thing, really, at this time of year. I'm sitting half a block away from a shanty town, a tent city, set up around what was once a landmark of the city. well, i guess it still is. a huge empty wreck of a building, with a giant red "W" on a spire at the top. And freezing hobos at the bottom.
speaking of hobos.
So I live in this house, in Kitsalaino, which is a strange place. the house, and the kits. kits is filled with fake tanned fake titted fake nosed people, who jog everywhere, and are mostly awful, as well as some students and drunks and junkies, who live in the houses that haven't been renovated yet.
well, our house is fine and slummy, a nice little thing, divided up into seperate suites. On the main floor my girlfriend and I live, and down the hall is our friend 'H'. She's a good soul, and helps to keep the house sane. but she and her man have taken to pissing in the sink, because the house has made them into germophobes.
Its hard to explain this all properly, i guess i'll have to edit later. or whatever. i probably wont. just put it down to growing pains.
So upstairs, there is a nice girl, who we never see, lia, her name is. and across the hall, are crazy drunks. Jade and Brian. Brian is blind. He is in some medical book somewhere as the person who has had the largest tumour removed from their chest and survived. Apparently it was seventeen pounds. I've seen the scar. Its pretty freekin huge. So when they took out the tumour, it seems that they took his vision too. Lights out. Jade is his 'ol lady. They are allright, i guess. I just wish i didn't have to deal with them. they're not bad people, i don't think, they just have harsh lives. Jade beats Brian sometimes, I used to hear them have screaming fights all the time. Y'see, I used to live upstairs, across the hall from them. I'm much happier now that I don't. "WHY DID YOU GIVE HIM MONEY, YOU KNOW HE'S A CRACKHEAD!!!" "STOP HITTING ME!!" ayyyyyy...
so they, well, mostly jade, as far as i can tell, are friends with this transient guy called Fred. Fred is pretty fucked up, and i think he's on the way out, but apparently he's been like this for years. I don't know how he stands it, but i guess he's used to it. Yesterday, no, day before, i go to take a piss, and the bathroom door butts up against something. i didn't have my glasses on, so i couldn't really see, so i just went upstairs to piss in j & b's fucked up hole of a toilet. filthy. its not so bad if yer a guy, and you don't have to sit. well. long story short. its fred in the can, all passed out..."i'm just using the washroom, a guy's got a right'... sure fred. do we need to call you an ambulance again? fred is actually banned from the building. but what are we gonna do, call the cops everytime we see him? i'm starting to consider it.
so anyways, fred leaves all sorts of blood spatters on the floor and weird bloody smears on the toilet seat. GREAT.
jade cleaned it up, and brian came down and apologized. he looked pissed off. sometimes i just don't know. but moving is such a hassle. and its a good place, aside from certain periodic events. i mean, we can throw parties where everyone is twisted on mushrooms, and screaming in the hallways, and its not a big deal. which is nice. and we just put up shelves!!
the light at the end of the tunnel. I think my girlfriend and i are going to move to montreal in summer. seems the only place worth getting to in the whole continent. personally, i want to get as far away as possible, i'd like to go to europe to live. we'll see.
Escaper [11/27/2002 12:08:00 PM]
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