If I live in Kitsilano for another three months I shall never want children of my own. How have babies become fashion accessories? Can I get one in green? It is probably a good thing that I am leaving kinda soon.
I have not told my landlord yet. It is about time to, but I don’t remember how. Is a letter appropriate in that there is documentation of your decision? Or is it better to confront things face to face? It’s like breaking up but my breaking up tactics have usually involved me crying. I am honestly crying, but secretly I like how it takes the heat off of you just a little bit. I can’t cry to my landlord though, and he probably doesn’t care that much.
There are some things in Kits that I will miss dearly. The smell, the view, and my walk down W 6th past the community gardens and along the railroad tracks. Last night when Ali and I were walking to the movie, we spotted this:


…and it struck me. Again secretly, I am pretending that I have a secret admirer who created that has an ode to me. Call me delusional or conceited if you will, but a girl has to have her fantasies. No really - the face is unfortunately not quite as round as mine so I can’t take credit, but I love it.