This is my 2nd post today...I'm waiting for my Mom to finish making potato salad so I can help her set up her Skype account. And I found this while perusing the lovely Gala Darling's archives.

The Boy and I went out for sushi and pretended not to know each other. You never know what you'll learn about somebody - for example, I had no idea that my boyfriend invented thought and gave birth to the dinosaurs. They didn't teach us that at my ninja school in Sweden.

Just thinking about how spectacularly privileged I am to be alive enough to receive the world-class ass-kicking the Universe is currently delivering.

(image from http://fatknowledge.blogspot.com)

So I am kinda sorta on vacation now and The Boy and I are packing up our stuff to move out and the apartment is SCARY and we're trying to work out a trip to Cape Breton or SOMEWHERE for a few days before he starts work and I leave on a jet plane.

Also, I have a travel blog that will be up and running as of (approximately) 23 July.

Overheard on my phone

The Boy: So let me get this straight. The Hip "pulled out" of Virgin Fest?

Me: Oh, grow up.

Sassy Tortuga loves: Mortified