I am back now from my halloweekend of insanity. I am contemplating the difference between being alone and being lonely. I am recuperating by being self indulgent, staying cooped up in my apartment with take out and 9.8 percent coconut yogurt and hardly saying any thing to anyone and watching tv and trying to comfort myself in any small way that I can.
So these are photos I took using my terrible iphone camera, when I missed the ferry. I did the whole trip over to Vancouver dressed as Jackie O - the ferry, the bus, the skytrain, the bus again, all of it. Michelle met me downtown and we went back to her place in East Van so I could drop my bags off and freshen up. We took a cab to a party at her boyfriend's work in Yaletown.
Lucas is a videogame developer and it was a lovely party. As much free food and drink as a girl could handle and everyone had such creative and accurate costumes. There was a princess of power, ramona flowers, hunter s thompson and dwight shrute. I was very impressed. A couple of people thought Michelle and I were from Mad Men. I love the show as much as the next hipster but to think that anything from the 60s is just going to be indiscriminately attributed to mad men is a shame. Kids today. More after the jump...
