Already May?

It’s the last day of April today, which I find hard to believe. I’m 27 for a moment…

So old

It’s been two years since the last post and almost ten years since we all graduated from high school. Yeah, time flies and all those clichés, but does it get you wondering about whether or not what you’re doing is life making any impact in the world? I feel like most people get jobs to make money for themselves rather than make any sort of change; for example, someone in business or finance just makes money for themselves or for their clients. Whereas a doctor makes money but more importantly, aids and saves people. I find it frustrating that the “best jobs” are often ones touted as making the most income rather than measured in merit, and it’s still difficult to reconcile being a writer/artist in a world where people look down on you or have assumptions about your job. I constantly wonder if I should be doing something else, followed by constantly reassuring myself that what I’m doing is in fact worthwhile and meaningful. This entire paragraph probably should’ve been posted on my blog instead of this one that one checks anymore.

Also, I’m going to change the layout of this because it looks bland. How is everyone else doing? Excited for the high school reunion? I’m considering lying to people and telling them I own a medical marijuana clinic. It probably would come across as more accomplished than a writer.

Updated Vancouver Skytrain Map – Super Mario 3 Style

This is so awesome!

Dave's Geeky Ideas

A high-res poster is availablehere. Evergreen Line beyond Lougheed station is subject to change*.

Just for fun I thought I’d make a version with some animation. If you need accompanying music look no further.

*Both the Millenium and Evergreen Line could share the line between Lougheed and VCC-Clark, or that section could be exclusive to one of those aforementioned lines. I’m betting that both lines will share the route, with the Evergreen Line only using it during peak times.

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I don’t like mentioning my birthday

It feels weird. It’s as if I’m forcing people to wish me a happy birthday by mentioning it because then  they feel obliged to tell me, and it’s not genuine.

This morning, I asked my co-workers, “So if it was my birthday today, where could I get free stuff?” which I was actually wondering. And of course, they asked me if it was indeed my birthday, and I said yes and the birthday wishes commenced. One of them said, “That’s the cutest way to announce your birthday.”

Not what I was going for, but I guess so.

Man, I feel old.

Hives

I have these hives on my arm and they won`t go away. Just thought you should all know that in case I become Hives Man.

Too busy to look up from my phone to talk to you

Look at me. I’m pretending to be busy on my phone so I don’t have to talk to people trying to sell me on their Fringe Fest shows because I’ve planned all my shows already. So sorry. Yeah.

Although now I’m kind of impressed by people who have good pitches in a very short amount of time. It’s an art in itself. Makes me think about how I’d pitch my play or my book. Speaking of which I gotta figure out a good pitch for my book.

Can we go in yet?????????????

It’s pretty Vancouver of me to not want to talk to anyone, right?

So itchy

Whhhhyyyyyy???

It’s times like these that make me want to go into a steam room or sauna. And of course the only ones open at this hour are gay bathhouses, which I don’t wish to go to anymore…

My skin issues make me have traumatic experiences at bathhouses. Huh.

So instead of writing…

I watched another episode of Inside Amy Schumer and am going to bed early, in the hope that I will wake up earlier tomorrow morning and work on this godawful personal essay I wrote back in university. Wish me luck!

Sick Day = TV Day

The one good thing about being sick is that I quarantine myself at home and watch endless episodes of TV. In this case, it was Inside Amy Schumer (which is better than her stand-up, I think), and Cosmos: A Spacetime Odyssey which I don’t know how I haven’t watched yet.

Oh, and doing some writing but it’s not nearly as fun as Amy Schumer.

Dear Philip

If you read this somehow, just know that you are a cool guy and deserve more than being the other man to some married dude. You’re better than that.