This must be the place
I'm back home, it feels good. I know that Vancouver is not very different from other cities in many ways, but I guess my historical ties make coming home feel very comforting.
The other night I managed to get extremely drunk and make a fool of myself in front of friends who got together to welcome me home. Probably not the best first impression to make after months of being apart, but oh well. At least I didn't fall over or anything...although I did fall asleep on the last bus and had to walk home from the not-so-nearby bus loop. Through the woods. Who says alcohol impairs judgment?
I've been hammering away on the Zed page since my return, check out some pictures from summers gone by if you like! In the next few weeks I should be getting some newer photos up there.
I'm glad that people have been calling/writing about giving me work over the next month. Makes me feel like I'm doing something right... Also I've reached a level of poverty unseen since my graduation and subsequent 6-month spate of unemployment so the promise of a few pennies is very welcome.
I don't know if it's very good that I am so hung up on cash all the time. I suppose I, like many of us, have grown to see lack of money as failure of a sort. Adam Smith is no doubt to blame. I worked really hard, earned a fair amount of money, then spent it on an astoundingly rewarding experience by going to the UK and Europe, and yet still feel guilty about how much is in my bank account at the end of the day. Whenever I start freaking out about money my dad reminds me of his favourite Dickens quote:
"Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds ought and six, result misery."
It always makes me smile, because it both describes my usual mindset and also points out how ludicrous it is for me to weigh my life by such trivial means.
The other night I managed to get extremely drunk and make a fool of myself in front of friends who got together to welcome me home. Probably not the best first impression to make after months of being apart, but oh well. At least I didn't fall over or anything...although I did fall asleep on the last bus and had to walk home from the not-so-nearby bus loop. Through the woods. Who says alcohol impairs judgment?
I've been hammering away on the Zed page since my return, check out some pictures from summers gone by if you like! In the next few weeks I should be getting some newer photos up there.
I'm glad that people have been calling/writing about giving me work over the next month. Makes me feel like I'm doing something right... Also I've reached a level of poverty unseen since my graduation and subsequent 6-month spate of unemployment so the promise of a few pennies is very welcome.
I don't know if it's very good that I am so hung up on cash all the time. I suppose I, like many of us, have grown to see lack of money as failure of a sort. Adam Smith is no doubt to blame. I worked really hard, earned a fair amount of money, then spent it on an astoundingly rewarding experience by going to the UK and Europe, and yet still feel guilty about how much is in my bank account at the end of the day. Whenever I start freaking out about money my dad reminds me of his favourite Dickens quote:
"Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds ought and six, result misery."
It always makes me smile, because it both describes my usual mindset and also points out how ludicrous it is for me to weigh my life by such trivial means.
posted by Mike at 12:55 AM
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