So here I am. It was a very long drive >_> I think I mangled the nerves in my left foot, since if I move it a certain way, my first two small toes go numb. But anyway. 25 straight hours in a cramped truck with a cat on your lap is NOT FUN!

All my junk in the back of the truck survived the trip except for my computer's power supply so I had to get a new one. At the border the customs officers didn't even check my junk. They did my paperwork and shoo'd me through within twenty minutes. This shocked me, to be honest.

But here I am. Legally, finally.

Now I need a job. lol.

Also: some palm trees have spiky trunks. I did not know this. I do not want to climb those. None of the ones here grow coconuts either. I am disappointed.

I went to an IHOP for the first time today. It was gewd.

I am now a lawful permanent resident of the USA.

GIVE ME PIE, FOR I DESERVE IT.

Montreal is a very pretty city, but twice the size of Halifax. It would have been really easy to get lost.

I spent so much money today, but it was worth it.

On another note, the consulate guards are very anal :O

I'm going to cease posting public entries here for a good while if not indefinitely.
For all of you who aren't on my friends list but still want to contact me, you can comment on this post and I'll reply. If you want to be friended you can comment here too.

See you on the flipside.

I went out to the store yesterday and saw lots of beef. Some of it was on sale, and I bought some.

Miss Sunshine, Bex, Katze, and a few other of Miss Sunshine's friends (Massachusetts and BC)? You have no fucking lives whatsoever. I hardly update as it is, it's not like you're going to find something new five minutes later by refreshing my journal all day.

And what will you do with what you find? Gonna call the lolcops on me for going about my life?

You think that I was stalking that asshole just by looking at her art gallery? I'm not the one all over her shit ten times a day every day. If she's telling everyone that I drove her off the internet, she's fucking psycho and full of shit. I didn't force her to take all her crap down, she did that on her own to cry victim. Instead of being a mature adult and ignoring us, she had to cry like a baby and hide like she does every time someone calls her on her shit, and changing her name.

Kiss my ass and get a life.

Though if you would rather not get a life, you might want to be more subtle if you don't want me to know you're oh so worried about what I have to say. I suggest trying this: http://www.proxy.org