Worry not, that won’t be a permanent title of every post from here on out.

Well folks I am back. Currently watching Live with Kelly, nursing a whiskey hang over and garnering up the motivation to get my lazy ass to the gym. I miss Regis, this just isn’t the same…Dana Carvey guest co-hosting? Come on…

It’s been an interesting couple of weeks since I’ve returned to the land of bitter fucking cold. My first few days were treated like a little vacation, in Toronto and out catching up with friends. Then I headed to Ottawa for a few days to see my family and eventually move my stuff from Ottawa to my new apartment in Toronto. Seeing my family was great, seeing the pups were also great. I missed those hounds a lot.

We (flatmate and I) were very fortunate in finding a decent apartment in Little Italy. I am in love with the location, it’s perfect.

So now I’m on a mad job hunt. I was being picky at first and was trying to see if I could maybe snag something other than a PA gig, but even with so many media-esque jobs out there in the city it’s easier said than done. I’ve been throwing my CV everywhere but now it’s time to look to my former co-workers for any potential position I can snag. I’m incepting their minds to weasel my way in! Kidding, of course.

Badass.

Here’s a brilliant highlight since my return…I finally saw The Muppets.

I can’t remember the last time I literally sat and smiled through an entire movie. It was exactly what I wanted it to be and then some. I’m so tempted to see it again while it still plays for cheap at AMC on weekends, but it will be released on video in a couple of months so I think I’ll hold out.

This was the first year I did NOT watch the Golden Globes live since I was in high school. Which was odd seeing as Ricky Gervais was hosting, maybe I’m losing my interest in these things. I still plan on hosting the annual Oscars party. You know, the one where only six people show up. To be fair, I really only know about six people in Toronto anyway.

I miss traveling but it IS nice to be home. I never really considered Toronto a permanent home, just a city where I was extremely lucky to get work in an industry I want to excel in. I loved it for that, but not necessarily for the city itself like some of my colleagues do. That being said, walking around the city the last week I did have that “home”-like feeling. I find that I’m being really nice to strangers too, which is odd. I used to just walk around with my head down and headphones in minding my own business, but I think having to come out of my shell a bit whilst overseas has maybe had an effect on how I am when doing something trivial like buying a tube of toothpaste. Maybe I’m not explaining this properly…but I’m like having actual smalltalk with strangers. I NEVER used to do that. I would buy a bottle of wine and get the fuck out. Now I stick around for a couple minutes and shoot the shit with the middle-aged woman at the cash. I HATE small talk, so what the fuck?

Something a little exciting, well for me anyway, is that The Station Agents will be having our first get together tomorrow afternoon to start pounding out plans and songs. With Mike now being in Toronto (the original drummer from Fredericton) I’m really excited to get this mutha going. However…I’m putting this out there, we’re in need of a bassist and possible vocalist. Two in one would be great but if you’re reading this and know anyone in Toronto who could fulfill this requirement, email me. They don’t have to be amazing, it’s pretty basic shit. I’m not saying the music is shit…well it might be…I don’t know…you tell me…OK fine some of it is shit.

OK not much else to report on so I suppose I can cut it off here. Work work work. Write write write. Music music music. And start pestering Tom about shooting the short we wrote.

Cheers twats. See you at the Free Times.

- B.