T-minus 30 mins until I officially begin jet-setting again. It's bittersweet...on one hand, it's work and I'm getting paid for it...on the other, it's just wear and tear on the ol' body. I'm creepig around my apartment trying not to wake up my roommate, but I'm wondering if my downstairs neighbor can hear every step I take. Why is it I always find 'new' squeaky floorboards in the wee hours of the morning. 
Heading to QC for a few days...shit it's 12 degrees. Guess I need a sweater.
Heading to QC for a few days...shit it's 12 degrees. Guess I need a sweater.