Goodbye, Justin
I just went for my “bon voyage” lunch with Justin on Queen Street. He’ll have left for the airport by the time I get to the Snail for work tonight. Justin being far away for many weeks makes me a sad panda. 🙁
Dust Bowl
Not often, but occasionally, I really hate my apartment and my thoughtless landlord. Like on the occasions when I come home after a long day of work and painkillers, only to discover that WITHOUT WARNING, the landlord has sent his feckless handyman, Allen, over to belt sand the entire hallway. There are clouds of dust […]