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I've moved! To a wonderful new neighborhood! With wonderful new people!
Things are really going well so far, it was a really good change.
I now live at 548 Toronto St. and the postal code is V8V 1P2!
We have a south-facing front porch that spans the whole front of the house, a claw-foot bathtub, and just tons and tons of living space. It's closer to downtown and just a block away from a grocery store, bookstore, two pubs, three cafes, a flower shop, a liquor store, an electric scooter store, and much more!
Next week is the last week of school this semester, and just in time. I'm finding my balance to be a little off lately. Talking about such serious issues in class (like, did you know that there are many forms of female circumcision, the most serious being infibulation, or pharaonic circumcision, when they cut off the clitoris, labia minora, and then cut away part of the labia majora and sew it all together, leaving only a tiny hole for urination and menstrual flow?) and then coming out and needing such a release that when my friend told me the story of him getting hit by a car on his bike and getting rushed to the hospital I laughed out loud.
I have to focus sometimes to not let seriousness take over my brain.
Or maybe unfocus.
Things are good. If only I could have everything I have here and bring it all to Vancouver so I could spend more time with all of the people that I miss there.
Tonight there are Country Kareoke Championships and I have no one to go with!
Things are really going well so far, it was a really good change.
I now live at 548 Toronto St. and the postal code is V8V 1P2!
We have a south-facing front porch that spans the whole front of the house, a claw-foot bathtub, and just tons and tons of living space. It's closer to downtown and just a block away from a grocery store, bookstore, two pubs, three cafes, a flower shop, a liquor store, an electric scooter store, and much more!
Next week is the last week of school this semester, and just in time. I'm finding my balance to be a little off lately. Talking about such serious issues in class (like, did you know that there are many forms of female circumcision, the most serious being infibulation, or pharaonic circumcision, when they cut off the clitoris, labia minora, and then cut away part of the labia majora and sew it all together, leaving only a tiny hole for urination and menstrual flow?) and then coming out and needing such a release that when my friend told me the story of him getting hit by a car on his bike and getting rushed to the hospital I laughed out loud.
I have to focus sometimes to not let seriousness take over my brain.
Or maybe unfocus.
Things are good. If only I could have everything I have here and bring it all to Vancouver so I could spend more time with all of the people that I miss there.
Tonight there are Country Kareoke Championships and I have no one to go with!