manchester_black

To me, the year still begins in September. That's still my frame of reference for the passage of time outside of major holiday/life events. I think over the past few days, I made a mental note that I am going to give Toronto until May (when my lease on this apartment expires) Unless things get drastically better, I can't really justify why I should stay here instead of back home. There's a lot of things behind this train of thinking, but I think the little flick of the switch that made it for me was when I was sitting by myself on the eve of the 25th and I felt nothing inside but what I could describe as dread to the prospect of going back to Toronto the next day. (for those of you who are interested the flight was delayed about four hours thanks to a passenger going nuts on the plane, forcing it to make an unplanned landing in Montreal, thus delaying it's arrival to come pick me up) So, give or take, I got five months for things to get not quite so sucky.

(Oh, and I got dead or alive ultimate, and now I need friends to come over and play it with me)