it's never the cute ones

OK, so I had an interesting outing last night. It was my roommate's friend's birthday and she invited us to a party and then out to an event at a dance club. The party was uneventful except for a guy taking his pants off (luckily he was convinced to keep his underwear on). The dance club was a whole other story. I didn't know anything about the event they had going on and neither did my roommate. It turned out to be a queer celebration called Vazzeline. I was happy enough to go along and see what it was all about. Well, it was quite an experience! The place was filled to the brim with men, none of whom were the least interested in me and my friends. I felt like I was at Babylon in Queer as Folk. As time went on a few women joined the party. But, the thing that I'm truly writing this post to tell you about, was that there were a couple of guys dancing buck naked in the crowd. They weren't dancing together, or doing anything risque apart from being starkers. Let me tell you, that's one way to get a little space on the dance floor, especially when you're clearly enjoying yourself. It's too bad they weren't a little more pleasing to the eye. I was mainly focused on not dancing too close to them. You just never know what you're going to end up doing on a night out in Toronto.

I gots a job!

Before you get too excited, it's only for two months. But still, it's a job, a real, paying job in the book publishing industry. The place where I'm doing my internship just asked me if I wanted to stay on for a couple of months after it finishes. Yay!! It will provide a nice buffer while I'm looking for a longer-term position. I'm so happy and relieved. Money has been getting pretty tight lately.

Also, I should tell you all that #2 and I have found a new apartment. I'm not crazy for it, but #2 loves it, and I'm sure it will be lovely once it has a new coat of paint and some personal touches. It's in a really nice area and is close to town and the subway station anyways. It'll just be so nice to be able to come home and relax and not worry that we're unknowingly pissing someone off.

Well, I'm off to bed. I think I'll have a happy sleep tonight.

*kisses*

L

here's the latest

Ok, the landlady came over today to talk to #1, who wasn't home. Turns out #1 gave written notice for June 1st and the landlady is totally ok with it. So, I guess #1 freaked out and went balistic (spelling?) for no good reason. What a surprise! She's still not really talking to us, but what can you do? Wow, it seems so much more real now. I suddenly feel sentimental about this place. Oh well... moving on ...

xoxo

Laura

Roommate Update

Well, I'm sure you've all been waiting with bated breath for an update on the roommate situation, so here it is. It's all bad, very, very bad bad bad ... you get the picture. So it went down like this: #2 and I decided to move out so we started looking for a new place while #1 was away for the weekend. We found a place we really, really liked and saw a whole lot of places that made our skin crawl. By Wednesday we decided that we would apply for the good place for June 1st and tell #1 about our plans that evening, as she had returned home the previous day.

We went for a beer before the meeting to try and calm ourselves a bit. I had to do all the talking because I seemed to be the calmest speaker. #1 was actually fine with it at first because she had decided that she was going to move out too. Unfortunately, she had decided to move out at the beginning of July. Turns out you have to give two months notice in Ontario. Who knew? Not I obviously. So then she was really angry because she was going to have to pay for June's rent on her own and she said that we had to give two months notice. I pointed out that we weren't on the lease and hadn't signed anything and that the landlady didn't even know who we were, but she wouldn't accept that we didn't have to give two months notice until she phoned and found out for herself. Anyways, she accused us of plotting against her and trying to screw her over and assumed that we'd been planning this for months and not mentioned anything. Can you say paranoid? So we decided to go out for another beer. We left to the sounds of #1 yelling at us.

I hope that our application gets accepted to our new place, but I don't think it will. I just don't look like a good bet on paper right now. I need to get a job. I think if it doesn't go through we might just agree to stay until July 1st to smooth things over a bit. #1 will be away for the month of June anyway. I don't think #2 is to keen on that idea, but despite #1's obvious insanity, I would never intentionally give short notice.

Well, that's all for now, except that I'm catching a cold because of all this stress. On the bright side, I have a date tonight. At least I'll be out of the house.

ok ok.... I'm on it

Well, I've been at my internship for a week now. It's been going fairly well. The stuff they have me doing is rather tedious, but the hours are good, the location is good and the staff are friendly. Apparently most of my classmates are doing tedious work too, so I guess that's just the way it is when you're an intern. Tomorrow I get to help one of the sales reps develop and implement a filing system for her office. Woopee, how exciting. I'm like one of the least organized people I know and I'm supposed to help someone else get organized. Oh dear.

More interesting news is happening at home. Ok, I'm gonna talk about my roommates. There are three of us living on the main floor of an old house. In an attempt to avoid confusion, I'll refer to my roommates as #1 and #2. I guess I'm #3. So, things have been a bit tense in our house for awhile. Basically, #2 and I get along really well, but we don't really connect well with #1, who we think is rather quick-tempered and moody. We sort of tiptoe around her in an attempt not to piss her off. Well, she has this boyfriend who works weird shifts and often comes and goes from our house at all hours of the night. Last Friday night he arrived at 2am and they both left at 5am. They decided to have a little fun before they left, so I was awoken by my roommate having an extremely loud orgasm at around 4am. So, it took me a week to work up to talking to her about it, and I suggested that perhaps her boyfriend could come and go by the backdoor so as not to wake us up, and that while I think sex is great, I would prefer that the noise level be kept down to a dull roar, especially in the middle of the night.

So, #1 was very upset by this little talk. She suggested that if I didn't want her to have company over I should just say so. Of course this was rediculous because I'd implied nothing of the sort. She was quite angry, so she e-mailed #2 and I to set up a house meeting for that evening. Well, let me tell you, it wasn't pretty. #1 was attacking #2 and I, saying that I made her have to be uncomfortable and we had been doing this, that, and the other thing to exclude her and treat her rudely since we moved in. #2 was in shock and was fighting back by giving examples of rotten things that #1 had done. I was trying to stay calm and trying to keep things from escalating into armed combat. It was all bad. I think the the differences in personality between #1 and #2 and I are too great to overcome and the tension in our house, which was already pretty high, has now become unbearable. So #2 and I have decided to look for our own place, something that we had actually started discussing a couple of weeks ago. We haven't informed #1 yet, because she's left town for the weekend. But, I'm sure she won't be unhappy. None of us can bear the bad vibes here anymore. It's crazy too, because it's just about people reading too much into things and conflicting personalities. Nobody's done anything horrible. Everyone does her chores, pays her rent, etc. Oh well. I'm kind of excited about looking for a new place. It will be nice to get away from this tension. Unfortunately, it means that my rent will go up, which is a big deal when you don't have an income. So now the pressure's on like never before to get a job.

Well, that's all for now. I'm pooped. Hope I didn't lose you in all the numbers.