Not much to tell, life goes on, pints go down.
Last night I watched Jackie Brown.
Seriously, that rhyme was totally unintentional.
I have spent atleast six hours of the past three days outside soaking in the sunshine, it's pretty gray and hazey today though. I need to find a shoulder bag, or a better more efficent packing system. Mine is not so hot.
I have a couple pictures, I could have sworn I took more of the loch, and that it was nicer out that day. For pictures of Inverness, you'll have to wait for the film prints (they are going to be awesome, I hope.)
I'm in a weird mood, almost melancholic. I don't know why. This could be lack of sleep, I haven't gotten more than 5 hours in over a week.
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Dear Paisley,
Postcard received.
It's funny you should mention that you hoped I received it on a good day...because the day I got it truly was, in fact, particularly good.
Long walks were had, hilarious conversations were held, and I totally received my paystubs (1100! I HAVE ENOUGH FOR NOVA SCOTIA) at the same time I got the postcard.
Ohhhhhhhman. <3
Love.
That awesome girl back in Regina.
Ps.
You either know me entirely too well...or you picked out the most awesome postcard in the world by fluke.
I'm going to guess it's the former. : P
Everything is so damn green! Except, you know, the water. And the sky.
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