In Vancouver, it seems, the old adage misses the mark:
Beggars CAN be choosers.
Leaving the office this afternoon a middle-aged woman approached me and in her most pathetic drug-induced baby voice informed me that she was hungry.
Like most of you, I'm sure, I struggle to find the balance between wanting to help the poor but not wanting to just dole out an answer to the next fix. Conveniently, today I hadn't finished my lunch!
I smiled, reaching for my bag, and said, "I have an orange!"
The woman made a face of disgust, shook her head and walked away.
hmf!
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We're just in from an evening with Keane at the Orpheum. By far my favourite venue and a brilliant band to see live, with dear friends. It occured to me midway through, that the last time i saw Keane was about a week before my first date with Dean... so, though the company was grand, you can only imagine who was on my mind throughout. The time before that, Rach scored me a free ticket because Doubting Paris was opening—shortly before she and Zaac finally got together. hmmm. Perhaps I should have brought mytwin sis tonight? ;)
SFGirl Says Farewell.
2 years ago
4 comments:
it was a grand show--thanks for taking me.
i can't believe she walked away from your orange. rude!
oy. to explain who i am first - your sister Dianna met my sister Courtney in France at YWAM. I am also good friend with John Tuplin, brother of Diannas former bf Andy Tuplin. oh and my name is Arleigh.
I am in Scotland on my DTS and my outreach is in Aberdeen. We leave at the beginning of April.
Just thought I would say hi since it all seemed so random. hi.
i once offered my ice cream, actually it was my brothers, to a guy in Vancouver the first time i was there and he turned it down on the grounds of his terrible lactose intolerance...
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