Wunderbar Weekend!

Although it's already Tuesday and the weekend is well on its way in the distant past, I still feel the need to mention what an amazing weekend it was.

To Andrea and I's friend, we were catsitting for her and her boyfriend while she went to Toronto for her birthday. To Andrea and I, we were commandeering an apartment in Montreal for four days to chill out and go crazy.

Granted our "going crazy" only included two nights of... *cough*...technically illegal things, and for the most part we just watched Barbarella and That 70's Show and Star Trek and botched three batches of Rocky Road Cookies, but it was magnificent all the same. For me, it was the longest I've spent in consecutive days in Montreal. I went grocery shopping, left for work only half an hour before the start of my shift, and only had to walk down the road to go to my internship instead of getting up 4 1/2 hours earlier to get there on time. There is no way to describe how phenomenal this phenomenon was.

Also it was strange. For someone who's always lived with large, green, open spaces and a fairly sizeable front lawn (even in Wollongong), having a ground-level apartment with your front door on the sidewalk where people walk by your window at all hours of the day and night, it was definitely an experience. Just being around so much asphalt and concrete was bizarre. I think I'd need to get used to the city before genuinely loving it in and of itself.

The proximity and possibility to do anything at any time of night was brilliant, though, and I got used to that all too fast. Now that I'm back on the South Shore... I won't lie, I'm a bit bummed. Catching buses that are 40 minutes to an hour long can only be tolerated for a certain amount of time, and I've definitely reached my expiry date. All the same, I'm keeping my future life abroad in mind and that surprisingly does help in a lot of ways - mostly in the becoming-more-conscious-of-my-spending-habits part.

One other thing that was wonderful though about being in the city that deserves mention is that it really unstuck my writer's block. The South Shore really sucks the creative energy out of me, but hopefully this'll tide me over for a while.

On an unrelated note, the book cover art that I was commissioned to do has now been published!

And for one last tangent, I really need to get a wallet. Ever since mine got lost/stolen, my cards and change have been floating around like a free-for-all plastic and metal orgy in my pocket.