...oh, bright...

Oh the boy is good, the boy is very very good.

I mean he called my cell phone and racked up some nice charges for me, so in that sense, no he isn't - but he is coming to Toronto and so we are pleased. See because *of course* I was never going to have the money to go to Seattle, but he rolls in it, and so he KNOWS his duty to shlep his ass to me when I need, and so he does, and so he is good.

And now my roomies/posse and such get to meet the one and only Christian who is quite possibly the most integral person in my life. And the only ex with whom I was ever able to stay friends, by virtue of the fact that he is integral to the extent he is.

Anyways - that's my story. He'll be here next Friday, he says. Which could mean anytime. Yay me!