tom waits knows.

I have this problem where I’m an impatient person. I’ve lived in Victoria for a week. I love it here, everyone knows that. But I’m fucking lonely. Duh. New place, new routine. I’ve been just going to work and coming home and hanging out by myself. Naomi and I have gone out for drinks a few times but still, I feel like a Tom Waits song. It isn’t hard for me to be positive, and I’m by no means depressed, it just sucks being all lonely like this.
SO! I’m going to the movies tonight by my lonesome. I haven’t done that for a while. The last time it happened I was feeling like this. I went to see Milk at the Van East cinema and cried by myself. It’s a good movie. I’m going to see Julie and Julia. Pan said it’ll make me feel happy. That would be nice.

Today I worked at the cafe with a girl called Caitlin who I feel will become a friend. I laughed straight for about 4 hours. A dude who also works there, Jason, showed us this crazy experiment where you lick your arm, put salt on it and then hold ice onto the salt. It pretty much freezes your skin. Like rock hard. It was fucking amazing. Slightly painful, but amazing nonetheless. And then I obtained a phone number that I had sought after for a while but upon aquiring it feel I will likely never use. Oh well, he knows where I work now.