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Flying all day, I've got nothing to say.

Every day is date day! Well, every day I have off. And now that the sun is burning up the island we will be outside a lot more. I thought I would bust out a hoochy outfit for our walk downtown to buy comics. Three cheers for being an adult!
I do hate how our apartment is disgusting peel-your-skin-off hot. Even the kitties are hiding from the sunbeams. We never had a problem in Belmont Park, just open all the doors and let the breeze in. Yeah, sometimes we'd get some spiders but if they stayed in their corner I was fine. Kind of. 
I might have an obsession with colourful weeds.
Seagulls ruin everything with their toxic poo. These seagulls could eat the seagulls back home.
Our usual walk to downtown is littered with bits of murdered crab. Brian would've made fun of my hipster ways if I instagramed this crab leg.
We were watching a studly business man get his picture taken in front of a building and talked about work. My work. Poor Brian, he has to hear it all day. And I have to hear about all of his video gaming! I think he's getting a little tired of not having a job. I remember that feeling all too well. Brian copes with his free time better than I do though, he keeps himself busy with his SCA household.
I keep wanting to do something like take piano lessons, or maybe another photography course. I get all wish-washy about it and talk myself from these things because it probably looks like I'm just putting off having babies or something....
Always stick with the red-shirts. They'll let you know where the danger is.

Victoria feels like a big Kingston sometimes. I still expect a familiar Kingstonian face to appear around the corner, just like the good old days. I always find myself daydreaming about living back at home because I think the grass is greener anywhere else. Victoria, you're fantastic don't worry.

I do believe I burned a little bit. It's funny where a sunburn is awesome because that means it's safe to go outside without gumboots. The weather makes me smile, maybe we'll stop being couch potatoes for a change and get out there and, you know, live.
Goodnight!


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