I have so many better things to be doing than work. Or being here. This week stretches out busy, including another bland steak dinner at the Four Seasons, until a long weekend I'll spend in the Bay doing proposal things - I think I'm in flight mode from the city. I can read all the Jane Jacobs I want but the reality remains: I want some fucking trees and solitude - not bitchy-ass fuck-off-I-gots-other-things-to-do city solitude, but the sort of non-city solitude where you aren't hearing the din of a dozen people at once.
No - actually it's not the city thing - I've just had enough of Toronto. This is enough, now. June 18 was my two year anniversary of being back in Canada - today is probably my two-year anniversary of being back in Toronto. Thank you. That's enough. Nothing personal. I want to explore some more now. Oh well - I know when I'm leaving and it's soon enough, and when it happens I'll probably be shocked and dismayed about how my time here sped by.
Oh - if anybody feels the need to tell me anything along the lines of how she thinks I should suck 'it' up, whatever she thinks 'it' might be (and I'd be fascinated to know what she thinks the 'it' might be in a case like this), I'd like to tell her I've been flying the Red Dragon since Friday and this is the first whinge she's even smelt off me. So . . . you know . . . suck it up.
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I'm amazed you've enjoyed yourself there as long as you have! I like the T.O. in 3 or 4 day doses.
And I've never been able to not pronounce the second t - hello, it's there for a reason!
It's there to annoy me, I reckon. I remember how funny it was teaching English here and explaining to the students they were going to have to recognize "Tranna" and "Trono" as Toronto in the right contexts. Ah, the blankness of the looks they gave me.
Where do you want to go? Have you thought about it much?
The dream at the moment is some university somewhere takes me and gives me money in a year and a bit, and that that's settled by February. Then I ditch the T-dot and spend seven months or so somewhere exciting and reasonably warm that Figaro wants to go to as well. Like Brazil or Greece.
Sounds awesome... :)
I recommend Greece. Go to the islands and swim in the Aegean. Mmm...
are you talking to me?
suck it up doesn't apply in this situation.
crying, pouting, and being insulted by the fact that you think i'd be anything but überupset that you're leaving soon does apply, however.
i only tell people to suck it up (which is something i haven't said in MONTHS) when it's something small and easily fixed with a bit of time. not when it's being miserable in a city that one doesn't particularly enjoy.
and this is the first "whinge" because i've barely spoken to or seen you in what seems like months. i guess i'll have to get used to it. but apparently today is the day to suck it up. YOU'RE the one who keeps bringing that term up. not me. "suck it up" is SO last summer.
Last summer? Thank heaven for small mercies. And calm down! I'm not miserable - just in a state of cat-like readiness - and I told you I wanted to meet up last night, and Thursday, and whooooooa.
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