Away, message!
Yes, that's right, she's touched a single solitary blade of grass.
In the interests of actually taking two whole entire weeks of vacation a year and not quasi-doing-so while toting around a laptop, you’ll just have to cope without me on this blog until give or take August 10th. Until then, enjoy one of at least three heteropessimistic beauty parlor signs in my bit of Toronto.
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