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I’ve been back in my apartment for a little over an hour, and I’m surprised and amazed to tell you that I’m actually happy to be back in Vancouver. If my quick jaunt to Victoria did anything, it gave me a new-found reappreciation for the city I live in and the apartment I snuggle into. So in the spirit of all things fuzzy-feeling, let’s start this post off on a fun note!

I told you earlier today that I bought leg warmers. For some of you, the tune of Olivia Newton John’s “Physical” probably started swimming through your heads, but hold up! They’re super cute and super cosy - I promise! The bottoms have even been left wider so I can wear them over top of my jeans and boots!

Commence salivation. Just don’t buy them, k?

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So, wanna know about my trip to Victoria? Okay. Let me start off by saying that the people I did spend time with are fun in their own way, the city is and always will be beautiful, and I did enjoy myself at times. Most of yesterday afternoon was spent driving around from house to house, saying hello to people and trying to figure out what everyone was doing for the night. When the sun finally set, I found myself at my friend Evan’s housewarming party in Vic West. There were lots of familiar faces there and it was good to reconnect. I was most happiest to see my dear old friend Andrew and spend most of my time there with him.

From there, everyone re-convened at Lucky Bar (which is everyone’s local weekend haunt). In celebration of our long-time friendship, Andrew and I had shots and beers, which everyone knows is never a great idea. Mostly it was fun and dancing with everyone, but someone from my past…an ex-something…showed up at the bar. After a few drinks he finally came over and talked to me, but I can honestly and truly tell you I don’t remember a scrap of our conversation. I am sure, however, that I made a royal fool out of myself. I wouldn’t be Keira-Anne if I didn’t, right?

That brought me to today. I slept well, but not long enough. I crashed on the couch at Bateman and Stephen’s place. I showered with a dish towel because I couldn’t find any clean bath towels in a boys’ apartment. All I wanted to do was go home, but I had promised Antonio I’d see “Titanica” at IMAX with him. As soon as it was over, I bolted across the street to the bus depot. I couldn’t get home fast enough to talk to my mom and just relax.

Most of the trip home I just spent deep in thought, thinking about the things I care for and the things that matter. The truth is, few things really do in this life. This year has thus far been the hardest year I’ve experienced since 2000. Don’t they say something about a seven-year itch? I’ve wrestled with myself until my thoughts and my heart turned black and blue. I question myself and whether I made the right choice(s). When so few things in life really matter, isn’t releasing one of those few a completely foolish thing to do?

Okay, sorry about that little deviation. Want to know a fun fact that I learned at IMAX today? Many of the 17,000 workers who built the Titanic believed she was cursed before she left dry dock. It’s thought that one of the steel workers was accidentally sealed inside the hull during construction. Spooky!

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Last, but certainly not least, the extended version of the CTV spot that Becky and I did is online (for a limited time only). My aunt was wonderful enough to burn it onto her computer’s hard drive, so I’ll hopefully post the video clip online somewhere somehow. In the meantime, head on over to CTV Vancouver’s website and select “View Streaming Newscast.” Pick Saturday’s broadcast, and zip ahead to approximately 13:30.