So in the interest of you all not forgetting me while I'm away, I'm going to do my best to keep you up to date. I wish I could say that I'm furiously writing everything down in my note book, but frankly there hasn't been time. For example, today I was awoken from a dream [involving me, my couisn emily, my cousin hannah and my cousin nicole, trying to figure out how I could get to Montreal faster, so that I could get to N.B. faster. Is this my subconscious talking? Probably, but I'm going to ignore it]It was about 9:00am, the sun was shining, and we were off to my aunts interpretive dance/performing workshop and a place here in Toronto called the Distillery. My aunt worked her bottom off while I wandered in and out of various art gallery's, ate a large chocolate chip cookie, and an iced apple cider. Then, we drove downtown to the Ryerson area, looked around, had FABULOUS best of my life, Thai food for lunch, wandered through Sam the Record mans, MASSIVE store, through the Eaton's centre, to a church, back to the car, then we proceded to drive who knows where to two different goodwill stores and a... another kind of second hand store. I bought a bootleg original copy of a Arlene Bishop EP, then we went grocery shopping came home and made dinner. Now I am catching up on my correspondance, as is my aunt, and in a few minutes we will switch, I'll get the phone and she, the computer.

Tomorrow, we're sleeping in and leaving at nine for some sort of dance thing, then on to a market? cabbage town? I'm in sheep mode, can you tell?

I'm taking lots of pictures, particularly of my aunts apartment, which is particularly artistic and fabulous. At this very moment I can hear waves and it's great.

Now I'm off to crash. Adios. I love you all.