Zombieblog: Vancouver Adventure: Day 5 & Daily Meltdown

I will get to day 5 in a minute, but first I would like to take a moment to vent about my day today.

Whenever I'm on the bus going to work, I always have to prepare myself for the unknown. Usually something shitty. Something that should have been done but no one did, in which case I'm usually the person to do it in the end. Ugh. Anyways. So I go to work, and Sundays are my first tattooing days of the week (obviously, it's Sunday), and 99% of the time I have to go in early to clean up after the artist that was there before me. Annoying factor #1. This includes taking her garbage out from the night before, so on an so forth. Then, it escalades when I am setting up for a tattoo and notice that something essential that I need is missing. The alan key for one of my machines that I use to tighten the tube was gone from my cupboard, so I searched around and failed to find it. So, I sent a text to said other artist, and she claimed it was hers so she took it with her on her trip. REALLY?! DO YOU THINK EVERYTHING IS YOURS?? That alan key came with my machine, and it is solely used to tighten the tube vise! Now I have to use a wrench! How professional of me! Commence breakdown. I get a text, but this one is from Troy, 'Can we do dinner tomorrow night instead?'. Commence meltdown. I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN TWO WEEKS!!!! FFFUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!! is what was going through my head at that point. Then I started to hyperventilate. Things just didn't seem to want to go right this morning. I haven't had a breakdown like that in a loooooong fucking time. It must be a bad thing then. But, I tell you, it felt great letting it all go. I've been bottling up so much over the past little while, and I just cant take anymore. I'd say it's pretty much time for me to move on, to greater, better things. I felt better after I got to tattoo a stoned piece of broccoli...and now I have a throbbing headache. So, without further ado, day 5...

Erin and I went on quite an adventure on Sunday. We started by going to the flea market, and spent a good chunk of the day there. I only found one thing (everything I wanted was either too big or too expensive. Or both), and it was a framed poster of Forbidden Planet for $20! Well, actually $25, but the guy really wanted to make a sale, so he practically shoved it in my hands and yelled "$20 FOR YOU!!". Um ok! Now how the hell am I going to get this home? Oh, I won't! Erin was nice enough to let me leave it at her place until the future when we shall meet again. Anyways, moving on. After the every so frustrating environment of the flea market, we headed down to China Town. Unbeknownst to us, it was already pretty late and everything was pretty much closed. We went to a random restaurant for food, these two guys sat at the table beside us (foreshadowing? maaaaybe), and I bought a few things that I probably could have got back home. Oh well! I now am a proud owner of 4 Maneki Nekos, and some Chinese lion guardians.

And what else is there to do after a full day of flea markets and a tour of China town? Go to the beach, of course! We dressed for summer, because it was supposed to be super nice, but by the time we got to the beach it was pretty frickin cold. But we sat there for quite some time, enjoying the sunset, and the half naked man playing frisbee (long story short; the frisbee landed in the water, so he stripped down to his boxers and went in to get it, but just continued to play in only his boxers. He looked like a Ken doll. Not my thing. Just sayin'). And that was day 5 of my Vancouver adventure!