Sunday, November 1, 2009
Teeter-totter
Did you know that, in the UK, they call teeter-totters "see-saws"? I grew up with see-saws. I feel like I'm on one right now. It sucks ass. On Friday afternoon, I talked to the other guy at the office. That man could sell crap to a crap salesman (sorry to whomever I plagiarized that from but it's apt and I would reference you if I remembered who you were, seriously). Anyway, I'm now waffling between 90% and 99% decided on the west coast. So much so that I'm started to get all weepy and shit thinking about the people I will be leaving behind. Again. I even got all teary when douchebag texted me, "i don't want you to go". Faaaak. But I want to go. I do. I just wish I could take everyone with me.
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And leave all of us here in the damned snow?!
Do what's best for you! Toronto isn't going anywhere. You can always come back and visit and/or move back. Nothing is forever!
Come with me Asshat?
Em, if I do go, maybe we could meet before I leave?
I would LOVE to meet up :)
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