The romance capital of our frozen tundra.
And me and my disaster belle shall be crossing more than just provincial borders to get there.
Breaking Hearts and the Soles of Shoes since 2003, when we became the Shiz-nit.
My weekend was fucked.
I mean for starters, I started kinda on Wednesday when Mom took off. And it just got weirder and weirder.
Thursday it was Mike and computers.
Friday it was house parties and anti-social notes.
Saturday was Backrubs and Breakfasts in bed and work to kill and another impromptu laundry session.
Sunday was work/not working and dinner with a family that is not mine, and a hockey game that was terrible. Sleeping in too late, and making him late for his shift...
And now I have to go and shower, hit up the docter's office, school, meeting then home.
Thank God it's a three day week for us.
Thank God for alot of things as of late.
No more lies.
You have my word, as much as that likely means...
It's all I got.