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Being sick, is really not fun. I worked from home the last two days because I was sick.

I’m not sure what it is about moving to a new city that makes me seem to be so prone to getting sick. The same thing happened when I moved to Montreal. I guess it has something to do with adjusting to the public transportation or maybe some stress I don’t notice that is affecting me.

Regardless, it very much sucks.

Ilona and I talked for the first time in a while yesterday. That definitely cheered me up and made me feel better. She wrote something new, and it was absolutely amazing. I was tingling.

Life here has been good overall. I think next week when Shaun gets here it will be more fun. It will be nice to have one of my good friends who is my age and still single to drag around the city with me. It’s fun to go wandering around and exploring on your own, but it’s better to have a partner in crime to back you up when you see something or something happens that no one will believe.

Tomorrow night a few of us are getting together for dinner. Yet another friend from my HB days is coming out to Vancouver for a few days. Someday they’ll all end up out here. He was going to be crashing at my place Friday night because his travel arrangements got messed up, but I heard today they are all sorted out.

At least it will give me a chance to have a couple of beer with the team here at work tomorrow since dinner isn’t until 7pm. I’ve missed every once a month social team night because of raiding. Don’t get me wrong, I love my raiding, but I need to get to know the team here at work better too.

Holy fricking wow! They just dropped off a new 23″ high definition widescreen flatpanel tv at my desk at work… and hooked up cable for me! I have tv at work! How amazingly cool is that? Pfft. Good bye 20″ crt, you’ve served me well, may you find peace in your next life at the scrap heap.

The whole week has been like that. Happy and sad. Gratifying and frustrating. Up and down. Push and pull.

Don’t let me hold something so delicate
Shattered with a word
Don’t say a thing
As we get closer and closer
Damn this is gonna hurt

- Closer by Cauterize

I see everything differently than every one else. I really don’t know why. I don’t know how I came to see things the way that I do.

Part of me wishes that I didn’t see the world the way that I do. That I could see it the same way that everyone else does so that I could fit in better. At the same time, I love the way that I see things. I think that the world is a lot simpler to me in many ways.

This has just sort of been becoming more and more obvious to me lately. I’m hanging out more with my friends both out here in Vancouver and online in World of Warcraft. The more I hang out with them the more that it dawns on me how little I really have in common with most of them. My views on humanity, society, beauty, happiness, life, friendship, honor, love, right down to my taste in movies tends to be quite different.

I’m not complaining about the friendships. I wouldn’t trade them for anything. I’m glad to know all of these people. I think in some way these diverse friendships fill a void in my life that I’m not fully aware of.

I’m not exactly sure what the proper word for it is, but I have always been whatever that word is. I am someone who gives you what you expect out of me.

If you expect me to be a great listener and a great friend, then that’s what I am.
If you expect me to be an amazing programmer, then that’s what I’ll be.
If you expect me to be the uber 1337 tank in WoW, then that’s what I’ll do.
If you expect me to be an asshole, then I’ll do my best at it.
If you expect me to be a risk taker, then I’ll take risks.
If you expect nothing of me, I don’t know what you get. Maybe that’s when you get the real me. Whoever that may be.

Rest well this night.

Everyone just has to see this Exotic Coach Jetmousine/LimoJet

I got my place today. The lease is signed. The damage deposit has been paid. I can’t wait to move in. I should be moving in on the 13th hopefully

I can’t believe I got it. I really can’t seem to believe anything any more. Moving out to Vancouver just seems to have been the right thing to do. Everything seems to be going well. I find myself randomly smiling all day long. I love turning around at my desk and looking at the mountains.

The work is interesting. Vancouver is wonderful. My apartment is great. The location is unbelievable.

I was wandering around my new neighbourhood a bit today, and I just absolutely love it.

I walk out of my building and turn to the right and there is a grocery store. Just past that is a movie theatre. A little down the street is a Denny’s. Across from that I can get gourmet hot chocolate and fresh baked pastries. The Sky Train is something like 500m away. There’s a huge HMV nearby to feed my music cravings. There must be half a gazillion restaurants within a three block radius. And! And! I can get a 10 Mbps internet connection!

I don’t know what to do when things go this well. It just doesn’t happen in my life.