Moving back north in about a week. Last time we visited it really didn't feel like home anymore. It just seemed like the place I grew up. Maybe once we're all settled in and its snowing and Tisha and I are drinking hot chocolate by the fire it'll feel better. Other than that, it seems like Tisha will be able to work at starbucks up there (yay for my free 'bucks fix!) It won't be too hard for me to find work, and if all else fails theres always the family business. Hopefully the citiots are gone by then, but I have a bad feeling that I'm gonna go off on some poor New Yorker who really doesn't deserve it. On a similar note, if anyone knows anything about ptsd leave me a message, I think I might need some help...