Le pigeon

I live in a shared house where I spend most of my time at home in my room. I've gotten quite used to living in shared houses or shared flats, as it happens. More recently, I rather not socialise with my housemates too much. I would prefer having moved in with complete strangers in a bigger city. Why is that? If everyone's a stranger, there's a sense of neutrality, one doesn't feel like they are walking into a situation in the sitting room where they are not welcomed, where they are intruding.. Or where they are seeing a housemate fisting an inflatable sheep. Does that shock you? Sorry about that, it apparently shouldn't disturb me at all as talking about genitals at the diner table is standard issue. Not surprisingly, I spend a lot of time in my room. Does it interest anyone to know that there is a mob of pigeons that live on the chimney next door and that at any given moment I listen to them coo and fight. As least I haven't seem them f*ck yet.
And I can't afford to move out.

On another note- how often can someone find themselves either completely out of money or unemployed in a year. I seem to be topping the list of achievements there.
It's strange to think that I am very money-cautious and that I generally make my decisions based on bettering my life. It plainly doesn't always work out.
I suppose I must plod along and hope for the best, can't get all of the worst situations all of the time.

Living under the radar

It's amazing how difficult it can be to get sorted out.

I've quit my job, went to visit family on the other end of the country, confirmed the fact that I don't really enjoy the company of children, come back, nearly ran out of money - And now it's a temp job for a couple weeks and hope that everything doesn't go belly-up.

There's hope still, somewhere.
I've got a goal in mind so that helps.

Oh and how's this for a tourism poster, the image of a man being dragged to the street while bleeding profusely from the head.
'Vancouver, it's not just the east side that will make you want to turn away and walk the other way'

Wouldn't that make a lovely brochure?

Didn't think so.