Kate

Conveniently, I live in an Italian neighbourhood in Toronto, Corso Italia, where I am more likely to learn Calabrian dialect before improving my English.Also lucky for me, this was the worst Canadian winter since 1939 or something crazy. My first winter in 3 years. I got the flu 3 times. The upside? Huge snow storms that halt work hours yet Blockbuster and the liquor store remain open. hmmm. Oh silly Canadians.I miss the people in my life that I'm far away from so I put their pictures up around the house to be able to look at them lots...I love to laugh and my mum always says that I'm going to do whatever I want anyways so why do I bother asking... a. to keep her on her toes.b. i value her opinion. She also says that when there isn't any drama, I create it...hmmm. genetics. My sister often calls to say that she wants to get on a plane, by herself, to come see me so that we can go to the beach together...SHE'S SEVEN!!! AyayayayayayayOne day, I'd like to build a little camp on my property in Priceville, NB, right in front of the Miramichi river...there will be nights of Auction 45 (and skip bo), guitar and complaints about the deer flies, story telling of how grammy Price would get out her rifle at the thought of a beaver damming up the brook or anything getting into her garden and of course there will be talk of the next big float down to Doaktown on the river.I miss the Florida sunshine, sticky weather and the hyacinth outside my window. The taco veloz down the street from my apartment in Atlanta...most of all, I miss Joy and Alberto.Currently reading: Inferno (piano, piano...still), Rituals of dinner.Last year I went to Vegas...fun trip, except when I almost got arrested for mistaken identity as an underage prostitute in a Casino!! WTF.Next I went backpacking through central america with Lena and Mirik: Mexico to Costa Rica and back. I have never felt like I was going to die on a bus ride, until the one we took through the Guatemalan highlands. Seriously, I thought we were going to die.Recently, I went to Italy. I can swear in Italian and ask your nonna how she is and if she is tired. Italy is, I admit, phenomenal. AND YES, Pizza tastes better in Italy.

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