Today was a high of 13 degrees and I, of course, got carried away with a tiny t-shirt and nearly broke out the flipflops. So, now my tiny t-shirt is covered with Josh's huge hoodie, because it's DARN cold! I spent the whole day with Josh, he came over in the morning and we went shopping downtown, Queen Street and the Eaton Centre. By the end of it, I was falling asleep so we went over to his place to crash for the night. Last night I crashed at Kinley's for the evening, to catch up with him and Sten. I always lose touch with people. Tomorrow (or more accurately, today) I'm heading up North to my grandmother's place. I'm dreading it, she's a little bit loopy and it's never much fun. That and her boyfriend (companion more accurately, but he's been a grandfather to me for the past five or so years) is wasting away of cancer in the hospital and I'll have to visit him. Not that I don't like him, I just hate to see people sick. I have a hard time dealing with it because I'd rather only have happy memories. I'd like to remember people when they were happy and healthy. Not always possible, I know, but I'm content avoiding reality.