i went to chicago with a few other folks from the forum. it was really fun! we stayed at a nice apartment and saw some awesome bands and i drank a lot and smoked a lot and i did not throw up even once, not even a little bit.
then i came back to toronto and had not really planned emotionally for that and also found out that a replacement for the job i do at work was hired while i was away and as a result i have experienced a very severe cut in the amount of hours i work, to the point where i am basically kind of unemployed, and now i am wallowing in some dang immense super depression and life is shit but hey what can you do.
to keep myself busy i am cleaning and starting the early stages of getting my shit together to move to vancouver in august, it is the biggest move i have ever made in my life and i think i might end up staying there forever! or at least for a while. i am pretty terrified but to be honest i am pretty much always either really terrified or really depressed, with brief periods of sleeping or screaming in between, i guess everyone knows that by now and that's all anyone really needs to know about my life. tania is always terrified and screaming about something.