where have i been for the last couple of days? perhaps enjoying life in the west end in my glorious new apartment, amidst the rubble and the boxes and the expired anxiety?
well, kind of.
alas, the fascists at Bell had Rebecca and I plotting revolution from our office chairs the other day, trying to sort out our respective apartment phone line situations whilst maintaining our Brickly duties.
By the end of the day she proposed taking to the streets with twine and paper cups as a more viable option to the corporate communication iniquities; it seems that i will be without phone 'til July 13, and without internet 'til (fingers crossed) tomorrow.
as for now, i'm sneaking these pithy remarks into the end of my working day, and wondering what my biographer will think of these sundries years from now. it will indeed be a fascinating sociological experiment on my tiny brain, to be sure, but this is why i have been blogless as well.
just you wait tho'...i'll be back with a vengeance.
tomorrow? the day after? i'll leave you waiting with bated breath. (or bad breath, as the case may be...)