wouldn't it be so wonderful if everything were meaningless.
2004-11-30 @ 8:45 a.m.

there is nothing like do make say think in the morning. especially when you're wretched from your bed an hour too early. let me tell you a few of the highlights of being "SUPERintendent." See, along with renting a thousand square feet of hardwood and ancient, ten feet high, moldings for 250$ a month (all together), i also have the privilege of taking care of all the little things that nobody else thinks of. for example, say, Nicole and Sid in apartment number two decide to move into apartment number fourty four, when newlyweds, sam and allison millions decide to leave the building in search of a home to call their own. calaculate to x and you calculate to the telus guy banging on my door, asking where the phone connections are. "oh. so yuh must'ev jus' gotten up 'r sumthan?" super.

nevertheless, i'm excited to de downtown for winter. i'm excited to watch the christmas lights. i'm excited to see everyone bundle up. long coats. thick scarves. mittens. gloves. i'm excited for our first christmas here. i'm excited to pick out a christmas tree. i'm excited to decorate it with our childhood decorations. put an angel on top. i want to get used to the way these walls change with the seasons. i want to watch everything come and go in it's natural progression.




but, this city hates me.
i hate your city, too.

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