January 27th - Recovery day/ Another Vancouver Stabbing.

This post is just to provide evidence that I survived the party here Saturday night. I didn't even turn on the computer on Sunday, so I'm writing this in the past tense. Hmmm if I really wanted to confuse you, I'd start writing blogs in the future tense. That would make for a tense situation.

As I spent most of this day lying around in bed, I can't really write too much. Although once I woke up, I felt the need to clean up the mess downstairs. I think guilt started to set in. It wasn't actually too bad. Just beer cans and dirty dishes mainly... The party-goers did a pretty good job of localizing all the garbage to one or two areas. Didn't take me long to clean it at all.

After cleaning up, I decided I should probably eat something. After emptying my stomach of all the tequila and dormant booze (I won't get into details. This blog is bodily-function free.) I felt like eating something. After downing some fajitas, I felt a lot better.

I usually watch the evening news while eating dinner. Since I was dead to the world all day, I had missed the breaking news from Sunday morning. Apparently a lot of stuff happened around the city that I didn't know aobut. The snow storm I previously wrote about had crippled traffic, causing a fire truck to flip over, as well as a whole bunch of accidents, but that wasn't the big news.

There was a stabbing in East Vancouver, not far from where we were - at a park on East 33rd. The details were hazy, but one person is dead and 1 is in hospital after a brutal stabbing. This sort of thing is happening more often in Vancouver. We've all read about the gangland-style killings, but this seemed more like a random attack. I remembered that I had just been partying the night before, and this could have easily happened to me. What if I was walking through that park and someone pulled a knife on me? If I was in the state that I was in last night, I would probably have tried something stupid, and that could be me in the hospital.

The fact that the victim was Asian kind of caught my eye, but I don't think they were gang members.

Here is a link to the story. I am only writing about this because it happened sorta close to my house, on a night when I got drunk, and later on roamed around the neighborhood with a friend, looking for a store that was open so he could buy a pack of cigarettes.

http://www.canada.com/victoriatimescolonist/news/story.html?id=9d219473-7f41-4862-a56f-ee612762ded2&k=32235