Texas bound!

...that's right!

Tomorrow morning I'm hopping on a shuttle down to Seattle, then on a jet plane to the lone-star state.

Let the humour of a Canadian in Texas begin! A whole half-month of it!

(Although, in all honesty, Austin is supposed to be a little different from the rest of the state.)

Witty observations and awkward anecdotes to follow...


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Apologies for the delay in posting. No, the stalker didn't get me. In fact, the calls have ceased-- perhaps coincendental with my musings over their identity, which may or may not be fodder for another post (I'm still not sure if I feel right making any accusations, anonymous or not, solely on the basis of circumstantial evidence-- as compelling as it may be). I am blown away by all the advice and kind words I've gotten- I will respond in more detail when I get the chance.

In fact, I have been busy due to the return of the delightful man called the Duke. These past days are the only two days in the period of a month we have the luxury of being in one's another's company, so we've been trying to make the most of it.

It is peculiar how absence really does make the heart grow fonder, doesn't it?

But he is currently alone in my big ol' bed, with the alarm only six hours away... so I'm afraid I'm going to put you all on hold for another day or two.

Goodnight!