..ive got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots
so im dog sitting for my cousin while her and her boyfriend are at a wedding in vancouver.
this place is rad. its nice.. and im pretending its mine.
a little condo.. over looking the city.. views to the lake and the cn tower and just 10 mins away from my work.
i stayed up last night.. after smoking a bowl on her balcony and looking down at the subway tracks and the people.. came in.. watched southpark.. then passed the fuck out
to be woken up by a cat and dog at 9 am.. wanting to be fed and taken out.
i guess thats part of the dog sitting job haha.
i discovered 'rabba' . its like a 24 hour grocery store for rich people.
so i bought hummus and pita and some soy vanilla drink for like 8 dollars. haha.
its weird.. being in the situation ive been in for the past few months.. struggling.. being upset and unhappy .. then being here.. in a fucking condo over looking the city.. things seem so much easier... and it sucks that the root of it all is just money.
money is evil.
but do i ever need it.
this place is rad. its nice.. and im pretending its mine.
a little condo.. over looking the city.. views to the lake and the cn tower and just 10 mins away from my work.
i stayed up last night.. after smoking a bowl on her balcony and looking down at the subway tracks and the people.. came in.. watched southpark.. then passed the fuck out
to be woken up by a cat and dog at 9 am.. wanting to be fed and taken out.
i guess thats part of the dog sitting job haha.
i discovered 'rabba' . its like a 24 hour grocery store for rich people.
so i bought hummus and pita and some soy vanilla drink for like 8 dollars. haha.
its weird.. being in the situation ive been in for the past few months.. struggling.. being upset and unhappy .. then being here.. in a fucking condo over looking the city.. things seem so much easier... and it sucks that the root of it all is just money.
money is evil.
but do i ever need it.