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Friday, May 07, 2004
I'm trying to please the calling of your heartstrings that play soft and low
I love a long goodbye.
More accurately, I don't like saying goodbye at all, so I keep saying it for as long as I can :) Spent my last few hours in Montreal at the paris houshold today {or so I thought}. We hit all the highlights: soccer, ice cream, singing... I really found it hard to leave [and was very nearly late as a result].
Which really got me thinking: do I *have* to leave? OK, sure, I have some time before work starts. But I'm having fun with these people! I really like it here! I like home, especially nowadays, but nice dinners and a fine piano cannot compare to reels in Jesse's kitchen. Maybe I could just minimum wage it 'till my real job starts.. and enjoy another month of bliss.
All this was going through my head as I pried my way towards the door only to discover when I got home [the commute to Laval is an hour and a half, btw] that I can't fly on my aunt's ticket: I'm too old! No free airline for me anymore!
Which means today *wasn't* my last day, apparently. It also means I'll be travelling via VIA. Hahaha, I just had to put that in :)
More accurately, I don't like saying goodbye at all, so I keep saying it for as long as I can :) Spent my last few hours in Montreal at the paris houshold today {or so I thought}. We hit all the highlights: soccer, ice cream, singing... I really found it hard to leave [and was very nearly late as a result].
Which really got me thinking: do I *have* to leave? OK, sure, I have some time before work starts. But I'm having fun with these people! I really like it here! I like home, especially nowadays, but nice dinners and a fine piano cannot compare to reels in Jesse's kitchen. Maybe I could just minimum wage it 'till my real job starts.. and enjoy another month of bliss.
All this was going through my head as I pried my way towards the door only to discover when I got home [the commute to Laval is an hour and a half, btw] that I can't fly on my aunt's ticket: I'm too old! No free airline for me anymore!
Which means today *wasn't* my last day, apparently. It also means I'll be travelling via VIA. Hahaha, I just had to put that in :)
# posted by Spot @ 1:08 a.m.
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