Devious Journal Entry

Sooo... in case I haven't announced this, I'm moving again, to a town in Ohio named Xenia, which is outside Dayton, and halfway between Columbus and Cincinnati, to live with my sister, Brenda.

In 15 days.  Wow.

I can't settle down somewhere for the life of me, man.  EVER!  I actually was starting to adore Toronto.  I love big cities, I love the energy they feed you, I love the people and the atmosphere and the culture and the bustle.

Aaaand I'm moving to a town in Ohio with 27,291 people.  I've lived in smaller towns, but blarg.  I mean, I'm only listing bad things right now.  So we have the negative part at the front, let me get all the negativity brewing off my chest.

I like it here.  I like the public transportation system here, I like Mike, I like no dollar bills and having loonies and toonies.  I like poutine.  I like the sushi place across the street.  I like Mike.  I like knowing where everything is and knowing that if I want to go to Barrie or Ottawa or Hamilton, I can, because they have trains.  I like Mike.  I like the amount of work I get up here, I like the amount of models/makeup artists/wardrobe stylists/clothing designers/hair stylists up here in this area.  I like the 24/7 grocery store down the street with the awesome croissants that are usually on sale.  I like Mike, and I like big cities.  I like the liberalness of it here.  I like uncensored TV, I like recycling centers everywhere, I like noticing British spelling of things on TV and everywhere, the American way looks weird now.  I like Mike.

Though with all the things I like up here, there are some bad things up here.  I don't like feeling like I don't really have anyone here besides Mike.  I HATE their winters, Arizona winters spoiled me and anything less will suck.  But especially here, when you're right off lake Ontario (or in close proximity), the wind on top of the humidity and the snow will cut right through you.  I don't like that I can't really find anywhere to shop here, and can't because I have no money.  I don't like that I can't get a job that pays up here aside from freelance and unpredictable shoots.  I don't like that my dad doesn't think I'm safe up here when I really am.

Now all the things I don't think I'll like about Ohio.  It's not with Mike, and that's all I can think of.  I don't like to pass judgment on things until I've experienced them, but that first reason is a pretty big one.

Reasons I will like it there in bumfuck Ohio are these: I get to get close to my sister who I've never really been close with.  I get to live closer to Chris, and my dad, and Morgan and Joseph than I have in a long time.  I'll be back in America, where I can fly out to California to see my mom if I want to.  I'll be able to visit Tiffany again.  I can get my driver's license finally and go visit random internet people and their offspring (Diane, I'm looking at you!  Eventually.)  I can get a regular normal job.  I can start my career again in America.  I'll have a DVR on our TV.

So yeah.  That's what's on my mind.  I don't know what to make of this.  All I know is I'm sick of leaving people I love to live with other people I love and having to choose.  Why can't everyone I love live in the same state?  I'm not asking for the same town, just the same state.  Please?  Everyone I know get the memo and live in Illinois?  kk, get cracking everyone.

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