Okay, so in a drunken fit, I finally confessed to my best friend that I am planning to at least try and save up to move down south. She’s not happy. Not happy at all. But being my best friend she put aside her own “What the fuck do you mean you’re even CONSIDERING leaving the city??!?!? to give some fairly decent advice about possibly considering other provinces as an entry port if we do decide to try and get Josh into Canada. And, you know, finally being able to talk to my bestest friend about all the shit that’s been on my mind lately.
Anyways, yay! Now I can add her to my blogroll and get some decent stats on this here blog. Cause apparently that’s all that matters? Whatever. I’m half drunk and awesome.
I lub you Talea. (That’s ta-LEE-ah, not TAL-ee-ah.) And Josh, obviously 😛