Zonks, it’s been yonks. A lot’s been going down - 3months of settling into a new job, learning to snowboard, totally loving the perpetual raininess of the coastal fringe,

supporting Ariella’s eternal job search (which has now terminated with her securing a veritable dream-job which she starts in a few weeks), and generally coming to terms with the fact that despite my gregarious and charming nature, I/we still have no real social life to speak of in this town.  That’s a bit of an exaggeration - Mike and Jason, two friends that I made in Toronto back in the early 00s are out here, as is Toner, and we’ve met a small smattering of folks over the winter, but really, socialization has been scant.  To be fair, we spent two months being broke homebodies, and getting fat watching three seasons of Battlestar and a few seasons of Lost, but ultimately I’m used to getting swept up in some kind of frenetic frenzy of booze, bars, bikes, and general debauchery, and that’s just not happening here.  That said, Sharkey’s coming this summer… once we form a miscreant debacuherous version of Voltron, and storm through the town with our laser-powered livers, I’m sure that things will change a bit.

I love Vancouver.  I hate Vancouver. It’s complicated.  I’m homesick for people, bars, and projects.  I’m totally overwhelmed by the amazing potential for being immersed in incredible landscapes out here on every bike ride, trip to the mountain, swim, drive, walk, trip to the grocery store. It’s the classic divide - this place satisfies my need to be close to water and breathe good air. I don’t feel the claustrophobic compression of 3 hours of tarmac and useless, polluted lake. The coffee tastes better, the fish is fresher, and generally speaking, it’s a lot nicer out here.  The social aspect, however, has been dissapointing… the initial friendliness of the folks out here is somewhat deceiving; people like to keep their distance.  I suspect that the concrete and stench of Toronto exert just enough pressure on the carbonbased lifeforms to create the wonderous whiskey-soaked diamonds that I miss so much.

In short, I’m goddamned homesick.

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