so. i leave tomorrow for part (godknowswhat) of my adventuresome gypsy life. each time i move i get rid of more things, so i'm down to like my best-of books and my dog at this point. with two pairs of jeans and a ramones t-shirt.
i realize now and then that i've missed the sunday paper. in TO the big edition is saturday, but i'm not ready for a big edition on saturdays. i will be happy to have non-cryptogram crosswords. i will be slightly relieved that everything isn't in 2 languages, because on shelves i get mixed up as to what *exactly* i'm looking for. Is that soap or oatmeal.
i will miss this city. that i live close enough to the line that i can hear the streetcar all night. how close all the buildings are together, that in one cafe i can hear 20 languages. i will miss walking to the market (which i've now done for a very long time, combining l.a. and TO.) kensington and your cheese shops, i promise i'll visit. i will also miss the US-from outside perspective. but i will seek it.
i'll probably be off until next tues. when our new place gets dsl. there's dial up avail, but that means no phone, so if i'm posting at the stranger hours, this is why. today is mostly pack and sleep day. tomorrow we go face the border crossing with a pitbull, 9 computers and a british passport. (that's the otherh.)
send luck if you have it to spare.
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