Needed: Vacation #2

(View from Stanley Park, Vancouver B.C.)

I'm back, but I would much rather be in Vancouver. The city is beautiful and it's such a contrast from the stressful nature of New York. My time in Vancouver felt like one deep breath.

Funny Vancouver story--- my friends and I were walking down the street when a group of people were coming towards us. When I looked up, I thought one of the guys looked a lot like Ben Gibbard (of Death Cab). I yanked my friend's arm, "Oh my god, that's Ben Gibbard!" So as the guys turned the corner, another friend turned around and shouted, "DEATH CAB RULES!" I thought I must have been mistaken. Who knows if they heard us. Later that night, when we went to see The Cribs at Richards on Richards, someone one in the band mentioned that his guitar was gift from Ben Gibbard. Coincidence? I think not... then again, my druken-English-accent-into-a microphone deciphering skills are pretty poor. Don't know if it was a recent gift or not.

Full concert update tomorrow

Another job rant

The longer I stay at my current employment, the more I am convinced that I have sold my soul for sub-par wage and mediocre benefits. If I am to truly sell my soul to a corporation, at least line my pocket with a nice wad of cash! What happened to that desire to live to work rather than work to live? My “job performance” suffers because I don’t care about my job. I drag myself through the drudgery of administrative work knowing very well that it’s just not my cup of tea. My eyes glaze over. I look at the clock. I look again. So what do creative-minded people do to make a living? How do I find a job that makes me feel like a whole person again? I need my heart to swell and to know I’m breathing life into my work. But I can’t do that unless I am alive.

If you happen to come across my soul, tell her to come back to the body so we can figure out what to do.

Death Cab for Cutie- When Soul Meets Body (link expired)
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