I don't know why updating my journal seems like so much extra effort that I do not wish to expend. It's been a while lj, but i think I'm having the best summer of my life. Despite the month long garbage and community services strike! Without access to a car, i'm walking, and seeing the sunshine a lot more. I'm constantly surrounded by friends coming to hangout at my new crib on the danforth. I've been biking to the beaches, swimming in the local pool, bbqing, and porch gossiping.
Spent a weekend at my parents house in Bradford with friends. Performed at Pride with my
dance troupe. Lost the family dog, then found her 5 days later. I've even been having a sexxxy summer fling. ;)
I've been extremely lackadaisical on the job finding front, (I just can't stand standing at Koodo 40 hours a week and need to find something else!) and just when I start to feel guilty, I realize it's summer, and I'm going to fucking enjoy it.
And on Tuesday, I'm going to celebrate my friends birthday in Ft. Lauderdale and staying in the
fanciest hotel I've ever seen. OMG eggsited.
*deep sigh* I am happy. And it feels goooooooooooooood.