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It never ceases to amaze me the things that can be done with human hair, from turning it into wigs for kids with alopecia to fiber booms to help mop up oil spills.

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Great moment on east beach with octopus. you would have loved it. The times when I miss you most.


Hotel/motels are expensive. $570 tax-in for 5 nights? Sheesh. I better find a place quick.

A late-night walk downtown

Mid-30s guy here. I've lived in Vancouver for the better part of two decades, and used to spend a lot of time downtown around Granville and Davie and Robson. I live in Olympic Village nowadays, and don't get downtown as often as in my twenties. Went for a walk last night, down Granville to Davie, to Denman, and then down Robson to the Canada Line. Jesus. The abandoned storefronts. The plethora of cannabis shops and no-name Chinese junk stores. Everything from Davie and Nicola down to English Bay obliterated. Half-built condo towers with fencing and hoarding everywhere. Ruined view-cones. The dozens and dozens of empty restaurants and bars. The teeming masses of people clearly not from the area, pushing and shoving their way down the streets. Do we really need more of them in this city? What's happened to downtown, and the West End in particular? I remember it being vibrant and exciting even fifteen years ago. Now it just all feels depressing. Am I alone?

Surrey/Delta Transit

Why is the transit in these 2 municipalities really bad? Do they hate each other? Why can't I get to my job in Surrey between King George and 128th easily from Delta or even Scott Fricken Road? Why do I have to go waaaaaaaay up and then come back down? WITH a transfer. This is just ridiculous! You can't live anywhere when you take transit so make it more accessible so we can!!! FUCK


I confess I have a huge crush on one of the public librarians. I’d never say anything because it seems really creepy to approach someone in their workplace, but today when I saw him I completely forgot what books I came to pick up.

Baby steps

For years I have resisted using self-checkouts. Part of it is that I prefer to interact with someone, but it is also partly due to fear. I was scared I wouldn't know how to use them. I finally used one the other day and it went fine. I didn't embarrass myself, sirens didn't go off, people didn't stop and point and shout "Look at that person who doesn't know how to use a self checkout." The world didn't end, and now I feel slightly less anxious about doing things I have never done before.

I miss Someone too.

I can not look at love the way it was. I was so stupid, I was not fair and child like. I guess that's why I have been punishing myself. I put my attention in another, one I knew I was never going to be with. I hate being alone but how do you tell someone who nearly killed you for mistakes you made( not intentionally). I do want you and I to speak. I'm just as lost as you and have been ever since I last saw you there and here. Yes! Lets Talk. I have tried reaching you at an old # I have on a picture ;-) anyways I hope my dodging ways have not prevented a conversation. I'm sorry that you are suffering that is not my plan at all, I've wanted quite the contrary for you. I knew and have been reading your thoughts that you've sent out. Lets have that convo and make it face to face. I'm not sure how, it feels like there are other forces at play. I love you and I was a asshole to an end I didn't want or even saw coming. Sorry ilu imu.

Dear Old Ladies

It's not a personal attack that my stride is longer and I'm going to pass you on the trail. I finished at the same time as yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that, and the day before that, and the day before that, and the day before that, and the day before that. Don't make it weird.


Sam the Bike Mechanic

The bolt in my seatpost was so stripped that you had to use a dremel on it, and that wasn't...

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