Lady Van and her chick

After finishing up our projects, playing doge ball, ice hockey, going on another field trip (can't believe that I went for that again), having the final event and saying goodbye to our team it's just me and Lady Van left here in Vancouver. This is pretty much describing what has happened the last month.

Lady van and me has moved to a new apartment, and are now sharing a small crib, with torques wallpaper and mint green comfy chairs. Pretty girlish for us butches.

I've started a new job, or three new jobs the be more precise. Two days a week I'm working in a cafe', serving lattes to junkies. When I'm not there I'm spending my time hunting down furniture for a building. The building is being renovated, so low income, drug users and homeless people can move in. It's my job to find the bed they sleep in. If you thought decorating homebase was hard work, try to find 44 twin beds in three weeks, also try to track down I giant neon sign for free...it's all about begging... During nights I have phone interviews with people in Scandinavia regarding community care for persons with development disabilities. I'm a busy little bee. Hyper tasking.

Look what a pair of cool sunglasses I found at a party the otherday, they were so nice that I forgave the owner naming her cat Pussy Phuket (or Pussy Poo if you feel like it).