Note: The Rules & Guidelines for the Yes Test can be found here.
I've been in the worst mood over the past few days, mostly because I had to move out of my Vancouver apartment for the third time. I'm staying in a friend of a friend's apartment, but she's only away for two week chunks, and then she comes back for four days. So, every two weeks I've had to move out, scramble for a bed or a couch for four days, and then move back in. This is the last time I'm going to have to do this since I've booked my flight out of Vancouver, but for someone who prioritizes personal space and alone time, a couple days of couch surfing has put me in a foul, foul mood.
Normally, in this mood, I would decline any invitation because I know myself well enough to know that it usually doesn't help to force myself to be social, and that I just need a few days to stew in my own bad mood before I'm ready to emerge into the world again. But this time, given that I don't currently have a place to sit in peace and I'm not in a position to say no, I had to shower and put on real clothes and go out into the rain just to go to some goddamn bar trivia.
The person who invited me is a friend of a friend here in Vancouver. We've met a handful of times over the past few weeks, but we don't really know each other. Still, he's one of the only people who actually knows about the Yes Test, because he was part of the group who stumbled upon the fentanyl gummy bears when we were kayaking. He's also the first person to hold me accountable for a yes, which was exceedingly annoying, but probably a good introduction to what will happen when I actually tell more than two people about this experiment.
On the other hand, it also makes me want to quit the whole damn thing.