superflea

I hate the weather when it's cold and grey and snowy and windy.

I moved seven hours (in Canada, the hour is the unit of measurement for travel) south for THIS???

I'm learning at work that being essentially done can be even more stressful than being almost done. I know that's a weird semantic hair to split. Don't worry if you don't get it. It won't be on the test.

I think I might be very close to my life's greatest achievement to date. It's really close, I think.

If I weren't so nervous, I'd be elated.


Update
I now feel much better, after taking one of those insane hot showers that melts your skin from your bones.

But I'm sad that Taime's gone.