Oh Canada

Yesterday was cold and overcast, smelled like the first day of winter. Which I love. Today is kinda warm and wet and reeks of the first day of spring. Which I fucking hate. Thus begins my yearly rant re: "I'm moving to fucking Canada!!" I can't believe I haven't already. It's cold, dark, everyone's nice, there's no feelings of "if you don't invent Google you're a fucking loser", and it's cold and dark. Seems like I could rule the whole place on sheer personality. I'm not kidding anymore. Before I hit the big 4-0 I'm moving to the Great White North.