I Miss you Now, I Guess, Like I Should Have Missed You Then

Oh how I have missed you my, darling readers! I've missed writing for you about my crazy adventures, I've missed having, said crazy adventures and mostly, I've missed knowing you are out there.... Even though I know you haven't gone anywhere because my Mum emails me every couple of days and my other four readers I see on Facebook. But! Still!

I have been meaning to reboot this tired self of mine for months now. It was my New Year's Eve, though, spent at home watching Apocalypse Now Redux, that really brought home my current situation. I have been lonely and mostly cold (I'll get to that in a minute) and that blows. Oh the horror, the horror.

So let us kick this puppy off with a little getting to know you (and by you I, of course, mean me).
So much has changed since we were last here and yet its exactly the fucking same.

I am now living and breathing in Edmonton, Alberta. That's still in Canada, my little Squirrels. Edmonton feels a little like Wagga Wagga but less country and way colder. So far I have had the pleasure of -26 degrees Celsius and a whole big bunch of snow. I am going to promise you all, here and now, that I will not whinge about the cold. I may, however, whinge just ever so slightly about the Caribbean restaurant I live above. You see, they have the controls for my heating. They get stoned and tend to forget I exist and there for need to be not cold at night.

I am working here for a major hotel chain. It blows. I put up with it because they give me money. I am going to promise you all, here and now, that I will not whinge about the job. I may, however, find a new one.

The plus side of the job with the money and Edmonton being relatively cheap is that for the first time ever I have my own apartment. Caribbean restaurant not withstanding, I very much enjoy this. I enjoy being able mess shit up, all I want, and no one can say a damn thing about it!
My apartment is on Edmo's alternate strip, Whyte Ave. It wants to think it is King Street, Newtown, but as it has never seen King Street, Newtown, it succeeds in being about 10% as rad. Still, it has the hipsters from the nearby uni and independent stores, restaurants and bars all along it for ten blocks.

The other really rad thing Edmo has going for it is this! And by this, I of course mean an amazing bunch of girls that enjoy skating to the left and knocking each other down. The most awesome bit is that they let me do it with them (although, admittedly, I still have a ways to go on the knocking each other down bit).

In other news, the lady friend and I have very recently parted ways. That's about all I have to say about that for now.
It does mean, however, that Edmonton, being the means to an end it was, now needs a new end. And while I have a few ideas of my own, I would be ecstatic to hear your suggestions (and no, mum, coming home is not a valid suggestion at this time).

So here's to 2011!  May you be full of frivolous adventure. May you be full of crazy characters. May you not blow. Regardless, of you 2011, I promise to blog you with my usual irreverence for the amusement of whoever cares to read. Please care to read.