This week has gone fast, but man I could not welcome Friday any sooner.  Very interesting week here in Vancouver…  From being accused of being a police officer, to hanging out with an actual pimp, seeing people I met 8 years ago to running into old friends randomly again the next night (and I mean someone who moved to LA who was business partners with my old best friend from 6 years ago).

I do not miss downtown – that much can be said.  The past two nights is proof that you can go away for awhile (IE not hit the Granville strip or simply go to nightspots) and when you do go back it’s always still going to be the same people.  The people who essentially were raised and grew on that strip, who’ve made a “name” for themselves…

This weekend I’m going to do nothing but relax, except for at 10:30am on Saturday when I go to see my trainer and get my ass kicked in a way that feels oh-so good!  Oh, and for those of you that know me you know how small the world is to me.  Turns out this “pimp” I was with on Wednesday also coaches football in Abbotsford and my trainer is their defensive coach assistant or something.  Can’t wait to trip Sheldon out with this story.