"You are severe. But I love you anyway."

Rockin' the P-town as I prepare to leave on my trip of Canada-epic proportions.

I've come to several key decisions, most importantly that I am going to purchase a backpack from MEC tomorrow, with my dear old dad, as I move the last of my things out of the city. For someone who nearly cried at the end of the publishing year, I am curiously less than distraught at the prospect of not returning to Winnipeg for the next few months, longer if I don't reapply to the Toban. Okay, so a month or two.

Also, "next blog" found me a poem. Enjoy it, if you will.

I'm going to be updating Tessa by train, my traveblog, for the next month starting Wednesday, or, well, really starting Friday when I get to Vancouver. Enjoy!