One month and one day ago

I was tossing back beautiful vodka at a sketchy bar in Belfast while Kelly attempted to pace me. Awww...the memories.

One month ago, Kelly and I were crying like suckholes on our return British Airways flight. We attribute this to our lack of sleep because we wouldn't cry otherwise - we aren't babies.

Motherland '09 requires that Kelly learn some key Croatian words. I think it would be fun for her if she learned and communicated with the Croats on her own.

New travels!

To Montreal. It's all tentative (and mostly all in my head), but we are all going to pack up, get in an automobile and make out way to Juhee's (so...Juhee, what are you doing in two weeks?). I imagine it will involve shopping (only national sport I participate in), eating and imbibing.

From Ireland to Quebec...we are nutty! What's next?

Travelling today

to the downtown core. My trainer has resurfaced and we're meeting at my gym downtown. He will be sorely disappointed with my behaviour. Will he quit me? Will I quit him? Stay tuned.

An aside: Am missing life on the rails. Kelly, are you?

Completed

a repeat of yesterday's Tim Horton's performance. Just returned from a brisk walk to Timmy's on Woodroffe and Medhurst with a large double double in hand. Interesting, no. True story, yes.

Hit up the Tim Horton's

on Merivale and Meadowlands today (sidenote: they have Timmy's at some choice Spar locations in Ireland!) and ordered a medium double double with a triple-toasted bagel + cream cheese. Ottawa's finest.

I'm not travelling overseas right now, but one can consider leaving my home and getting in the car to get to point 'A' techinically travelling.