i'm tired. all day i've felt like all i needed was a good eyeball massage. if such a thing existed. i'm finally reaching the countdown phase of my working marathon. 4 more days. DAYS. FOUR. somebody call the waaah-mbulance.

i can't wait for spring fever to hit toronto. it's such a hilarious and fun time in the city... everyone wanting to get with eachother, and all. for right now, however, everyone's sensitive bits are still shrouded by layers of wool and down and nylon. -22 degrees C tonight. beautiful. maybe it's a good thing i don't have any money because otherwise i'd be out there freezing my tail off.

i've been coughing a lot... i hope i still have a voice tomorrow.