  Aahhh...quiet. Can you hea...jesus! Just as I wrote that the phone rang. Okay, let's try that again. Jesus! The phone again! Okay, okay. Please, don't ring again. Great. So, as I was saying, this is the first bit of quiet I've had all weekend, and it's lovely.
I got maybe 2 hours of sleep last night, only to get up at 630am to work at the cafe, then on to Meow for yet another shift. Phew! When I got home the house was still; the visitors are checking out Old Montreal and the graveyard, Arlo hasn't been around all weekend, and Marco...well, sadly, Marco moved out yesterday and his room is completely empty. I'm really going to miss that crazy Sicilian. :( It's been a fantastic weekend, though. Unfortunately I'm too damn tired to write about it right now. I must go lie down for a bit, because I have a feeling that the weekend isn't over quite yet. For the weekend. I am so serious. 
