east coast 4 evah?
i'm going to vancouver very, very early on thursday -- i have to catch the shuttle bus at 4am. hopefully i can stand doing at least several months' worth of travelling cross-country before running back home crying for my momma. (i guess "home" is still in toronto...) it ought to be enlightening, at the very least, seeing how crappy i actually am when Confronted With Reality & getting to document my falling-apart on this here blog.
in any case, i'm afraid i'll never meet anybody else who can not only tolerate my freaking myself out over the wall-colour of somebody's living room but will talk to me in bed about serial killers & the prehistory of scissors all in one night.
i'm a sappy bastard, aren't i?
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