I was just woken up at 4 am by a bloody snorer in my room. Thanks. I’m now showered, dressed, bag reorganised etc… at a totally unreasonable hour. 7 am!
This has been the same story since I got here (with the exception of the first night where I was so tired that I couldn’t be woken in the event of fire). WHY DO YOU TORMENT ME!!!!!!!!!
Onto some plans now I suppose:
- I’m staying in this snore nest until I’m sure I like the job and like Vancouver. I could still go to Whistler, I just wish I had fought a bit harder to go on a fucking ski holiday earlier in life
- I’m not taking my ear off the ground when it comes to job hunting. It wouldn’t be wise at this point.
- I’m having breakfast in 40 minutes