.the art of seduction.
I consider myself to be a relatively modest dresser at most times but today as I walked the longest 3 blocks of my life through Hasidic Jew Town I felt like the biggest harlot known to man. I believe I was cursed by one bearded man in particular.
June 16, 2010
.low motivation.
I haven't had much interest in posting lately, maybe because I have been pretty depressed, the most I've been for a long time.
I got knocked down a few pegs after the things I came to Montreal for didn't come together as they should have. I am currently unemployed and I have $20 to my soul.
Where other friends have failed me I am severely lucky to have the ones I do right now. If it wasn't for these people I would be sleeping on the street (instead of with a very warm and cute dog) and starving to death (instead of eating yummy tofu scrambles).
I have an interview tomorrow for some job I could care less about but it will pay some rent and allow me to feed myself.
I keep telling myself things will work out in the end they way they are supposed to and that I am allowed to cry myself to sleep one night, but never two in a row. That's just sad.
Also I have had a few beers and my judgment is cloudy and who knows if this makes any sense.
June 7, 2010
.how could i have let you take me for such a ride.
This was more difficult than I had imagined. I keep telling myself it will pass and I'm putting forth my best effort to hang in there for the good stuff.
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