And I did, in fact, wear pants. In a panic on Friday night I hauled out the pile of clothes I’d dubbed too-skinny-to-wear about 6 months ago and tried them all on. Granted some of them will never fit and went into a newly designated Sally-Ann box but I found one that didn’t turn my butt into warring hippos under a blanket. I exaggerate, but hey.
I met the Amazing Lindsie (from here on in referred to as AL – but only because it’s more fun to say than SL, which is what Super Lindsie would produce.) on the bus at just after 7am. We had a breakfast of apples and granola bars in the ferry terminal and spent the ferry trip playing hide and seek with the sun. The Sun kept winning and I for one, am not complaining. It was a beautiful weekend – still is. The sun is delicious and not an hour ago I ventured outside in… you’ll never guess! SHORTS! and a TANK TOP! Omg, you heard me right. Oh, and I wasn’t cold AT ALL. Hoorah!
The first day we dropped our backpacks at the hotel and explored Robson street and surrounds, ostensibly so that I could buy some more PANTS, but I did not have much success, though I found a dress in Esprit that I /drooled on. AL bought some yummy linen short pants. We ate lunch in a pub that was under the Central Library where I ate a hamburger that cured my hamburger craving for the next six months. And that is no mean feat imo. We then procured some groceries for our dinner and then decided on a movie for the evening’s entertainment. We went and saw Narnia: Prince Caspian.
Next day we bussed all the way out to UBC and we found the MLIS building, poked around in the libraries, one of which was so hot I nearly died. (Again, I exaggerate, but still, I felt like my eyeballs were going to shrivel up if I spent much longer in there. Much like how this apartment feels atm… phew). And then we decided to check out Daiso. OMFG. The Whirlwind did say that there was everything there, and I didn’t believe her. I should have. There was everything, and every last thing was 2$. I kid you not. I uh… spent a few bucks there. >.> But, it was stuff I needed. (Yes. I did need new notebooks thankyouverymuch. I always do!) Anyway, we lunched at an ABC, which I doubt I will repeat, then we went back to our hotel and napped, ate our groceries and watched ‘Fun with Dick and Jane’ before we konked out.
Today we took our time getting ready and left by nine. I got home at about quarter after one, which is nice. I’m almost done my laundry. AND I have my pants back. I also felt a little adventurous with the cooking and I’ve managed – I think – to make this alfredo sauce from scratch. Yum.
Anyway, I have a good feeling about UBC. It’s a pretty campus and I think the bit of exploring we did has helped me get oriented enough that if/when I finally go I won’t get totally freaked out. My logical brain and my emotional one are having an arm wrestle about it – and a few other things right now, but since I’m sure no one really wants to read about my woe-is-me-ing, I’ll skip that part.
Oh and omg the people. I forget that because Van is so much larger there are so many more people, all with somewhere to go. And sometimes in a freaking hurry I can’t help but be appreciative of the amount of work that has gone into the transit system there. Bus, skytrain and seabus all shuttling people to and fro, bikes and cars whizzing all over the place and there was no way I’d cross a road without a crosswalk the way I do here. Most of the women I saw that were around my age needed to eat one of those hamburgers I ate on Friday – and not regurgitate it afterwards. I’ve never seen so many skinny little things in my life. I felt like I could break them like twigs. Either the city was sucking the life out of them or they actually wanted to look that rail-thin. Or gaunt, or skeletal in some cases. *shivers* Ok, granted once upon a time I was that thin, but I know I wasn’t eating like I should and now that I’ve gained a whole tonne and then lost enough to finally be happy with my figure (hello curves) I think I’m right in saying that unless they have amazing metabolisms, there’s something going on. Eat something! Either that or stop stressing it all down the drain.
I saw a sign as we were entering downtown that said “Stand for nothing, fall for anything.” Hehehe!
listening to: The Crystal Method – High and Low
drinking: iced tea, with lots of ice
eating: chicken fettucini alfredo
reading: Mendoza in Hollywood – Kage Baker
word count: you’re looking at it
word of the day: ephemeral
headspace: somewhere between