We're off to see the wizard ....

We're off on our journey home tomorrow morning (we leave Ottawa at 9:20am and get into Stratford at 6:45pm), and I'm so looking forward to it. A weekend away from all the stress sounds LOVELY right about now, and even though he's nervous about meeting my mom, I have absolute confidence he'll do just fine. Really, sweetie, you will.

And then just 19 days until Keith and I officially move in together. (!!!!)

The original reason why we were going got cancelled at the last moment because my Great Uncle died this week, but mom got us tickets to Cabaret at Stratford for the three of us. Apparently it's very risqué, but good. Getting Keith to pack something with a collar for it, though, is proving to be difficult.

I picked up two books for the ride up - The Host by Stephanie Meyer (NOT part of the Twilight Triology) and Chasing Harry Winston by Lauren Weisburger.

What else? Oh yeah, just wanted to say - CONGRATS MICHELLE!!!!

Disgusting

(31 degrees C = 87.8 degrees F.)

200 Things

It's a list of 200 Have or Have Nots. All you do is bold the fun things on the list that you have done.

I'm not going to "tag" anyone, but play along on your blog if you like!

1. Touched an iceberg
2. Slept under the stars
3. Been a part of a hockey fight
4. Changed a baby's diaper
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Swam with wild dolphins
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a tarantula
10. Said "I love you" and meant it
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Stayed up all night long and watched the sun rise
15. Seen the Northern Lights
16. Gone to a huge sporting event
17. Walked the stairs to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
19. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
20. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Bet on a winning horse
23. Taken a sick day when you're not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping (does going topless count?)
27. Taken an ice cold bath
28. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar (uh, duh, I was one.)
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Ridden a roller coaster
31. Hit a home run
32. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
33. Adopted an accent for fun
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Felt very happy about your life, even for just a moment
36. Loved your job 90% of the time
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Watched wild whales
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Gone on a midnight walk on the beach
41. Gone sky diving
42. Visited Ireland
43. Ever bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited India
45. Bench-pressed your own weight
46. Milked a cow
47. Alphabetized your personal files
48. Ever worn a superhero costume
49. Sung karaoke
50. Lounged around in bed all day
51. Gone scuba diving
52. Kissed in the rain (Keith loves doing this, actually)
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Done something you should regret, but don't
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Been in a movie
60. Gone without food for 3 days
61. Made cookies from scratch
62. Won first prize in a costume contest
63. Got flowers for no reason (from my daddy)
64. Been in a combat zone
65. Spoken more than one language fluently
66. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone
67. Bounced a check
68. Read - and understood - your credit report
69. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy
70. Found out something significant that your ancestors did
71. Called or written your Congress person
72. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over
73. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
74. Helped an animal give birth
75. Been fired or laid off from a job
76. Won money (Like, three dollars from a scratch lotto ticket.)
77. Broken a bone
78. Ridden a motorcycle
79. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph
80. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
81. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing
82. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
83. Eaten sushi
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read The Bible cover to cover
86. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about
87. Gotten someone fired for their actions
88. Gone back to school
89. Changed your name
90. Caught a fly in the air with your bare hands
91. Eaten fried green tomatoes
92. Read The Iliad
93. Taught yourself an art from scratch
94. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
95. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt
96. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
97. Been elected to public office
98. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream
99. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
100. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn't know you
101. Had a booth at a street fair
102. Dyed your hair
103. Been a DJ
104. Rocked a baby to sleep
105. Ever dropped a cat from a high place to see if it really lands on all fours
106. Raked your carpet
107. Brought out the best in people
108. Brought out the worst in people
109. Worn a mood ring
110. Ridden a horse
111. Carved an animal from a piece of wood or bar of soap
112. Cooked a dish where four people asked for the recipe
113. Buried a child
114. Gone to a Broadway play
115. Been inside the pyramids
116. Shot a basketball into a basket
117. Danced at a disco
118. Played in a band
119. Shot a bird
120. Gone to an arboretum
121. Tutored someone
122. Ridden a train
123. Brought an old fad back into style
124. Eaten caviar
125. Let a salesman talk you into something you didn't need
126. Ridden a giraffe or elephant
127. Published a book
128. Pieced a quilt
129. Lived in an historic place
130. Acted in a play or performed on a stage
131. Asked for a raise
132. Made a hole-in-one
133. Gone deep sea fishing
134. Gone roller skating
135. Run a marathon
136. Learned to surf (body surfing counts, right?)
137. Invented something
138. Flown first class
139. Spent the night in a 5-star luxury suite
140. Flown in a helicopter
141. Visited Africa
142. Sang a solo
143. Gone spelunking
144. Learned how to take a compliment
145. Written a love-story
146. Seen Michelangelo's David
147. Had your portrait painted
148. Written a fan letter
149. Spent the night in something haunted
150. Owned a St. Bernard or Great Dane
151. Ran away
152. Learned to juggle
153. Been a boss
154. Sat on a jury
155. Lied about your weight (Not really lie, I just don't mention it)
156. Gone on a diet
157. Found an arrowhead or a gold nugget
158. Written a poem
159. Carried your lunch in a lunchbox
160. Gotten food poisoning
161. Gone on a service, humanitarian or religious mission
162. Been to the southern hemisphere.
163. Sat on a park bench and fed the ducks
164. Gone to the opera
165. Gotten a letter from someone famous
166. Worn knickers
167. Ridden in a limousine
168. Attended the Olympics
169. Can hula or waltz
170. Read a half dozen Nancy Drew or Hardy Boys books
171. Been stuck in an elevator
172. Had a revelatory dream
173. Thought you might crash in an airplane
174. Had a song dedicated to you on the radio or at a concert
175. Saved someone's life
176. Eaten raw whale
177. Know how to tat, smock or do needlepoint
178. Laughed till your side hurt
179. Straddled the equator
180. Taken a photograph of something other than people that is worth framing
181. Gone to a Shakespeare Festival
182. Sent a message in a bottle
183. Spent the night in a hostel
184. Been a cashier
185. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
186. Joined a union
187. Donated blood or plasma
188. Built a campfire
189. Kept a blog
190. Had hives
191. Worn custom made shoes or boots
192. Made a PowerPoint presentation
193. Taken a Hunter's Safety Course
194. Served at a soup kitchen
195. Conquered the Rubik's cube
196. Know CPR
197. Ridden in or owned a convertible
198. Found a long lost friend
199. Helped solve a crime
200. Kissed more than one guy/girl in a night

Why I love Keith: # 14

Every Saturday and Sunday morning that he sleeps over at 'my' place, he wakes up early and takes Molly out, letting "Mommy" sleep.

This guy? Definitely a keeper.

Stupidity

Last night I got really fustrated when trying to install (what I thought) was Sims2-BonVoyage. A screen would come up, I would click it, the computer would do its whirry thing and then ..... nothing.

Today we figured out he had given me disc 1 of Sims2-FreeTime in the BonVoyage case. D'oh. Aren't I a smart girl for not actually checking what the disc said? Seriously. I blow myself away with my stupidity sometimes.

So thankful it's the weekend - this week seemed to really have dragged on and on and on and on .... Just a week now until Keith and I head home. Good news is that Molly doesn't have to go to the kennel!! G'pa & G'ma offered to watch her and we just pay them instead. Woop! Although, I just realized we're travelling on Friday the 13th. D'oh. Again, with the stupidity thing.

Well, there's nothing much else to report on this side of the country/globe and my Sims has just finished installing (and the fridayfive sucks), so I'll catch you all later.

Mwah Mwah!

Problems (Part II)

I really wish I knew the reason of why I feel so pukey all the time. You know the feeling of "Omg I'm going to puke" and then you don't? But you keep feeling like you are? Yeah. That's what I'm feeling nearly all the time for the last week. It's getting to the point where I just wish I would puke already! and get it over with. It's basically a really gross taste in my mouth of whatever it was that was last in there, plus just feeling yucky and nauseated. This morning on the bus it was Shreddies and toothpaste, right now its bread and egg salad. It's been going on for a couple of days now. It's really annoying!!! I don't like feeling nauseated 24/7, that's for sure.

So. Found out today that Department Head will not/is not writing me a letter. However, he said to check with Financial Aid for other funding options and with CSD if they would give support/accomodations which would change his opinion. Checked with Fin Aid; no (other) options. And the reason I wasn't successful last term wasn't because CSD had no supports/accomodations in place for me so that's a dead end as well....my only hope right now seems to be a letter from my Dr. who saw me for depression/ADD, but even my CSD counsellor says (and I agree) it's a very, very long shot.

But - getting honest here - I'm really done with this whole debacle. Fustrated beyond belief. I'm so ready to just throw in the towel, apply for welfare, and start job-hunting. I've already shed a few tears twice today over it; I don't like the feeling of failure but I'm kind of backed into a corner (whether self-inflicted or not isn't the point here). The bottom line is a simple equation -
Money=School ........ No Money=No school ........and when there's no other way of getting it other than this guy writing you a letter, and he's not writing you one.....

Well.

But Keith would be really disappointed in me if I didn't 'fight'. If I just gave up. He's already expressed that sentiment, so I have to balance whats really realistic (I can't sit around waiting anymore for what may or may not happen with absolutely no income) with the risk of really disappointing him.

But.

Is he going to cover all of July's rent when I can't? Is he going to pay off my (very overdue) Rogers bill? My credit card? Buy my bus tickets/bus passes so I can get to school? All of the food for the month? Molly's stuff? Is he really ready and willing to be the sole provider - because, make no mistake, that's what he will be while I'm waiting to hear back from Administration about this whole mess.

So. Should I drop out of school now? Or what? Wait? How long? Another month? I'm not sure I can afford to do that. And if I'm waiting for another month then I pass the "Drop-Out" date - where on your record it says "W" for Withdrawn instead of "F" for Fail (F's are terrible, horrible, no good, very bad, while "W's are acceptable).

I think Keith and I are due for a long serious talk about this...that's the only conclusion I can come up with right now. I just hope he realizes how fustrated and worried (okay, panicked) I am about it rather than seeing it as me taking the "easy way" out.

My purse meme

So since I've been tagged by Kelly AND Shandi, I thought I'd finally get my act together and do it!

Instructions:
1) Take a photo of your handbag/purse.
2) List what's in it (no leaving anything out!)

Sounds easy enough.....

Here's my purse:

I've had this purse since my 17th birthday...the buttons on it read "Masters Favourite Little Pet" and "Nobody Knows I'm Bi".

Inside includes:

- PlayersLight King size (25 pack) pack of cigarettes with one native smoke in it.
- Cell phone
- My digital voice recorder (I use for recording lectures) that doubles as an Mp3 player.
- Earbuds, of course.
- Black gel pen.
- 2 Algonquin appointment cards
- blank piece of paper with my bank account numbers on it.
- my bus pass package - it includes my health card, SIN card, bank card, March/April/May bus passes, my College student card, my Student Identity card for the bus and 2 sheets of bus tickets. Whew! That's alot!
- Temporary OAC (aka the gym) Membership Card for the weekend.
- Camera lense cover
-Random bits of paper and receipts.
-"Shiny-licious" berry lip gloss.
- 2 bobbypins
- 4.31$ in change

And usually my keys are in there too but I hang them up right when I get in the door.

Wow! I didn't realize how much stuff I had in my purse.....although that purse is deceptively big - I can fit a 26er (750mL) bottle of vodka in there or a full carton of smokes. lol.

fridayfive #3

It's time for the fridayfive!

What piece of information do you keep forgetting? The In-Law's phone number.
What regular event in your life do you keep forgetting? How to poop. Uh huh. (who comes up with these questions. Seriously.)
How are you with remembering the names of people you meet? Pretty good, but it helps to have a description or a nickname to go by if I've only met them a couple times.
What kinds of tricks to you have for remembering to do stuff that falls outside your regular routine? I don't have any tricks; I'm pretty good at remembering (I "forget" on purpose. It's a bad habit. Oops).
If you keep a daily planner, what is it like? If you don’t, why not? I don't, because I'm just lazy like that.

Hodgepodge.

Did anyone watch "So You Think You Can Dance" auditions last night? They covered Utah & Dallas. I made the boys miss their hockey game so I could watch it (oh the horror...but really, it was only the Penguins vs. Red Wings, game 3). I loved the Utah auditions - one guy wore a t-shirt that said "Joseph Smith is my homeboy". I laughed when I saw that one. There was also a guy with Down's trying out - he didn't make it but seriously? He put a great big smile on my face and I would go dancing in a club with him any day. Except I'd ask him to tone down on the kicking. Just a bit.

Last night was funny at the dinner table. K's mom finally realized (after nearly 2 months of living with them!) that I have 6 facial piercings. She thought I only had my ears and eyebrow instead of nose, eyebrow, Monroe, tongue and ears. We were watching "So You Think..." and she made a comment on one of the contestants piercing - then she remarked that the worst ones are "the ones that go through the tongue" ...

Imagine her surprise when I replied by sticking out my tongue and asking "like this one?" :D lol. As for my other piercings, she thought my Monroe (between lip and nose, on my right side) was a mole (uh, it's a blue jewel. has anyone ever seen a blue mole?). And my nose is so tiny no one realizes I have it unless you really look for it. Her reaction was so funny though - I really enjoyed myself over that one.

Today marks the Official Countdown To K Meeting My Mother (And The Rest Of My Family, Practically).
Yeah, you heard right. I'm taking a boy home! *GASP GASP!* We're heading home in 15 days for a weekend in the good ol' country. It's my (now deceased) Grandma&Grandpa's Annual (as of last year) Euchre Tournament Weekend...basically everyone on the immediate side of my mom's side of the family (aunts, uncles, cousins, cousins kids etc) come to spend some time together for a weekend. A good estimate of the number of attendees is just over 30, if you include us two. I hope K's up to it!! LOL. Although he seems to be busy thinking up ways to freak my mother out - mostly it includes talking to my stomach as if I was pregnant, and acting mentally challenged. I've been told it's keeping him up at night. That boy never fails to crack me up.

And bonus: my mom semi-agreed to drive K & I up to Goderich (about a half hour away, right on the shore of Lake Huron) on Sunday afternoon/evening, so we can walk along the beach and I can just show him more of the gorgeousness that is my "home area". I'm excited to take him home. A little nervous, but mostly excited. (oh, not so bonus: we aren't allowed to sleep in the same bed as each other. boo my mother's traditionalist values...well actually, to be fair, its probably just because she's meeting him for the first time. I hope? Because if I have to wait until engagement/marriage to sleep in the same bed as him at Moms, we sure won't be going there that often).

Oh yeah, and did I mention? We have new pet names for each other - I'm Mrs. Barky Von Schnauzer, and he's Mr. Barky Von Schnauzer. It's best said in the voice you use to talk to the dog with. :P And we were talking about a certain type of jewellery the other day, and I mentioned that I don't want to reach our 1 year anniversary without it (I've known since Month 5 he's wanted to marry me, and the waiting for the "official announcement" is KILLING me). He replied it might take him up to 8 months to save up for a ring, but if that happened then he would get me a "promise ring, but I'm not making any promises"....I immediately started giggling while saying "Isn't the entire point *giggle giggle* of a promise ring *full out laughter* to make a promise?" Like I said before, that guy cracks me up daily. I love that.

I know this is a long post already, but wanna know why I haven't switched the addy over yet? I can't think of one! HA! So that's where you guys come in - I really can't think of any suitable names for this blog. Help, please?

Problems

(wanna know what I've been dealing with this month and why I've been so quiet lately? Read on)

I'm so fustrated right now....I'll be very surprised if I don't cry by the end of the day.

Basically, over the last month my OSAP has been delayed while they (read: administration) decide if they want to continue me on in the program....it's been a MONTH. A month with absolutely no income whatsoever - my stress level has been through the roof.

Today I called the Program Coordinator to find out if there was a change in my status (oh? did I mention? I'm registered and attending three courses for the summer) only to find out she's on VACATION FOR THE NEXT WEEK. Gee, thanks for telling me the last time I called. That information isn't important to know or anything :roll eyes:

I did some research and found out that Ontario Works (aka welfare) indeed states on their website that they can help you if your OSAP has been delayed. So today I called. Explained my situation.

Denied.

Arrrrrgh. I felt like crying when they said they couldn't help me...the only way they could is if I withdrew from school and then applied for straight welfare. Um, no thanks?

In the meantime, I feel SO guilty for being a freeloader while I stay with the In-Laws, Molly NEEDS to get spayed before she goes into her first heat, my bills and credit cards just keep climbing and I'd really like to get going on this weight loss thing. Not to mention my head is just about ready to explode from the stress and the guilt.

If it's one thing I hate, it's being dicked around by administration. I don't think they get HOW FUCKING IMPORTANT this is to me...well, obviously not, it's been a full bloody month.

*sigh* I gotta go; my laptop battery is just about dead. I hope this resolves itself soon...I don't know how much more I can take. Really.

(still) alive.

Hey guys....

Sorry for worrying you all but a) yes I'm alive and b) yes I'm okay. I've just been going through some rough stuff and I didn't feel comfortable talking on it on a blog that creepy ex girl reads so I just didn't write anything at all.

I'll be moving this blog to a different addy very shortly; if you want the address, e-mail me....people who know my e-mail can share it with people who don't, but for obvious reasons I'm not going to post it on here.

That's all I guess.

cue the awwww's.

K's dad just referred to himself as "Grandpa" when he was talking to Molly.


SERIOUSLY, HOW CUTE IS THAT??!

Pill & Time

Does anyone know anything about switching the time for taking birth control? I'm finding that the time that I chose 4 months ago (7pm) is really inconvenient. Usually I forget and then remember sometime during the night, or else I'm busy/away from home at that time and take them when I get home. I always remember to take them, but never right at 7pm.

So I wanna switch the time, but I don't know how one does this. I'd prefer to do it without having to use a back-up method either, but if that can happen it'll be just icing on the cake (so to speak).

Tips/advice/suggestions?

PS: oh, and while we're kinda on the topic of reproduction, I read a few infertility blogs, and, for the life of me, can't figure out what they're referring to when they're using all those acronyms. Is anyone versed in infertility-jargon that can help me out? pretty please?

Randomness

My babies fast asleep..... I keep finding embarrassing pictures like this on my camera. I wonder who takes them?

This is how I wake up every morning....how cute is that?

fridayfive #2

It's time for the fridayfive!

When was the last time you had a needle stuck into you?
That would be early March, when I did my 6 month STI/HIV check. mmmm, blood tests. so juicy.
Who among your friends is the easiest target for needling?
Me. Oh le shame. *hangs head*
What’s something you can confidently do with a needle and thread?
I don't know, how about we go with NOTHING??! (okay okay, in all honestly, I could probably hem a pantleg or sew on a button, but that's it!)
About how many phonograph records do you have in your home, and when’s the last time you dropped a needle on one?
I myself own none. My brother though, woah, owns walls full. Maybe because he's a professional DJ. Just maybe. I'm not confirming anything.
Someone told us the other day about someone at a party using a flavor injector to spike a watermelon with vodka. Is this brilliant or is this stupid?
So THAT'S what we did wrong when we tried to make water-melon vodka. I think it's a brilliant idea! Much better than what we did.

Molly!

Kelly requested some pictures of Molly yesterday, seeing as she's now 6 (nearly 7!) months old and you guys haven't seen her in a while.. And, since I can't resist showing off my fur-daughter and how smart she is, click on the video. :)

(please excuse the no sheets on my bed, it's laundry day).

Creeped OUT!

I've recently found out that K's ex is reading my blog. This makes me really uncomfortable, and I find I'm censoring myself heavily. I didn't start this blog to be filling out random quizzes about generic topics or 'skimming the surface' of my life. I like having a space that I can come and pour my heart out to, my joys and fears and whatever else. I don't feel I can do that with her reading. So something has to change.

And while I recognize this is a public blog and therefore anyone can read it, the idea of her reading my life - and not just my life, but our life - creeps me right out. I don't want her knowing about anything going on with me, with Keith, in any aspect of my life and our life as a couple. The ex and I aren't friends and I have no intention of changing that. I have no interest in even thinking of pursuing that avenue. We will never be friends. Ever.

So I'm flirting with the idea of taking this blog private. Should I? It seems awfully narcissistic to me, to regard myself as that important. But if its the only way I can get her to stop reading this blog, then so be it.

So. I need your opinions. Private? Or not? How does going private work, exactly? (oh, and if you're a lurker and still want to continue reading, then once I figure out what going private entails you'll be granted access....somehow). Or should I just switch my blog address yet again?

Thanks guys.

16 song shuffle

Bear yourself and tell the world the first 16 songs that appear when you shuffle your iPod/Media player. (From Kamie)

Here are mine:
1. "I'm Just a Girl" - No Doubt
2. "Confessions (Part I)" - Usher
3. "Stupid Boy" - Keith Urban
4. "Truly Madly Deeply" - DJ Eadesy
5. "Stay (I missed you)" - Lisa Loeb
6. "Bleeding Love" - Leona Lewis
7. "I'm Your Lady" - Celine Dion
8. "Pretty Green Eyes" - DJ Hixxy
9. "Comin' Home Baby" - Michael Bublé with Boyz II Men
10. "Back in Baby's Arms" - Patsy Cline
11. "I Believe I Can Fly" - DJ Cammy
12. "Changes" - Tupac Shakur
13. "Sexy Eyes" - DJ Cammy
14. "So Fresh, So Clean" - OutKast
15. "Everything's Just Wonderful" - Lily Allen
16. "Dreaming with a Broken Heart" - John Mayer

T.dot.dot

Okay, so they're a bit smaller than what I would like to show you, but I'm so sick of fiddling with it that here they are and you're just going to have to deal with it! And I'm sorry for the spacing issue, but, really, see above.

Anyway, this was my destination: Four Seasons Performance Centre. The opera started at 7:30pm. I started here, where that green arrow thing is. And then I walked up that street in the wrong direction, for about 30-40min. Start time: 4:30pm.
After realizing my mistake, I hopped on a subway and, following the (totally inadquate) map my Uncle had sketched me, wound up here. See that orange-y circle? That's the Toronto Eaton Centre. It's beyond huge. I proceeded to get lost quite thoroughly. I stopped at the Info Desk to ask for directions to the Four Seasons Performance Centre. Time: 6:30(ish). They gave me an address of 227 Front Street. One thing to note: every street in Toronto seems to have a West and an East side, and minimal street numberings. So, I walked from the Eaton Centre down to Front Street West until I looked over and saw that the building was 315....ooops, wrong way. Time: 7:30pm. (Cried a few tears at this point; I missed the start of the opera, had been walking for nearly 2 hours straight, and it was COLD and WINDY. Since I hadn't planned on walking for so long, I was only wearing a thin zip up shirt and flipflops).
So whats a girl to do but turn around and walk the other way?

Which is what I did. 227 Front Street EAST happened to be on at the VERY END of the street. Time: 8:45pm.

And, what greeted me at 227 Front Street East?

NOT the Four Seasons Performance Centre. Rather, The Opera Company's actual office.

Broke down completely at this point.....

Feet were killing me, I was so cold I could barely make a fist with my hands, and I had been walking for almost 5 hours straight. I was really disappointed that I had missed the opera as well.

So, I called my mom, because I felt really alone and I just wanted someone to talk to after, oh, I don't know, BEING LOST FOR FIVE HOURS IN THE BIGGEST CITY IN CANADA.

*ahem* sorry, I (still) have (slight) issues.

Anyway, after I was done talking to my mom, I took the subway at Union Station back to my Uncle's place - and they were out celebrating my Uncles birthday.

So I got to sit on their front porch, calling my mom every half hour to tell her what was going on, freezing my ass off, for nearly an hour.

It was fun I tell you, GLORIOUS FUN. (exclaimation point, exclaimation point)

When I finally went to bed that night I curled up tight and didn't stop shivering for a full forty five minutes.

I hate Toronto.

Follow-Up

Today, I moved my stuff from one place to another. Yet again ....

this makes it 10 times in 5 years (you would think I like doing it or something).

Anyway, so now I officially live with K.02's parents. It's been....interesting....ya, I think I'll go with that. It's been great though too.

I know you're all waiting with bated breath for the re-cap of my trip-as horrendeous-a while in the T.dot.dot. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten - I'm working on some maps to show you the full extent of my pain.

So that post is still coming, if you can wait just a wittle bit longer......

:-)