Apartment Living

Do I live in a ghost town? Am I the only person living in this apartment building? I think the preconceived idea I had in my head moving into this apartment was that it was going to be exactly like the t.v. shows Friends, or the Big Bang Theory. Why don't I have a neighbour that barges into my house every hour or so? Why don't I have a sexy woman across the hall? Since I've moved here I have not seen a single soul in the hallways OR the elevator! Is it weird that I want an awkward elevator moment with some random in the building? Maybe it is... But regardless, I still want a good story to share! The only person I have ever encountered is the RiverDancer living above me. I guess I haven't actually encountered RiverDancer, but I hear the water/feet moving at a rapid, alarming rate at all hours of the day (minus the water).

If you have ever seen The Big Bang Theory, you would know the awesome laundry room conversations they have. So last night I decided to do laundry, for the first time living here, and maybe I would find my new bff4l. Not only did I miss the time frame of when we're allowed to wash our clothes, between 9am-10pm, by two minutes. But on top of that I didn't even see a single living organism. Not even once. What's with all the false advertisement on television shows about apartment living? If I knew I'd be moving into a ghost town, maybe I would have decided to reside elsewhere. I'm just kidding. I love it here. I especially love it when my room mate opens the bathroom window while getting ready, and proceeds to tell me there are creepers creeping from across the street, and they had just finished a drug deal. I love Abbotsford.

On a totally unrelated topic, I just got back from the casino, yes I know it's 1pm now... I don't have a problem, don't worry. But I lost the $20 dollars that I put in. I'm pissed. Why am I so bad with my money? Do I need to gamble? No, I need to buy food, pay rent, gas, and cat food. Dumb. Roulette- 1, Taylor James- 0.

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P.S.- I don't have any recent Facebook pictures. Sad.

Secret Santa

Every year for the past 5 years, my friends and I get together and do a massive secret santa. It has grown considerably since we first started, due to more friends being initiated into the group. The evening usually looks like this: we arrive with food, get drunk, eat a turkey dinner, do the gift exchange, then get more sloppy. It's the day I look forward to most in December, mostly because it's the day after the semester is officially done, and it's the first chance to get messy. But also because I get to see friends that I haven't seen for awhile, and genuinely have a hoot or two. I feel as if this Christmas tradition that we've had since grade 11 could, and possibly will continue on even after we're all married and have kids. Well, at least I hope it does!

Here's the main group shot starting from the most recent. (p.s.- please excuse my bald head in year 2's photo. Apparently I thought I was a gang member. p.p.s.- have a great holiday!) :