I wrote this on Word while waiting in Toronto:

I can’t seem to get an internet connection, so I’m going to post this later.
Toronto airport was surprisingly easy to navigate through, the flight wasn’t bad, except for the annoying man who sat behind me, the poor lady he was sitting next to, he regaled his life story to her, about his girlfriend, his favorite hockey team, his uncle in Edmonton… blah blah blah.
He was annoying, and he kept kicking the back of my seat.

I had an emotional moment at the beginning of it all, I was crying slightly in my seat, one pf the stewards asked me if I was okay, nice man.

Looks like my flight is about to board… oh no wait. just certain people.

I keep having this feeling that I forgot something vital, I don’t think I did, but who knows with me.

I got to Toronto, and navigated my way through the place, got confused once and had to ask where to go, the man at the customer service counter told me that he liked my ohm, and pointed me in the right direction. We are now friends. Whether or not he knows it. =]

Still… dreading the polar bears.

This place is all glass, I’ll post a photo later.


It’s getting dark… moving forward in time is CRAZY SHIT!

I need coffee… not enough time.


Well… there’s my rambling. Gotta go.
=]