Subject: I feel like testicles.

Jon,

*Groan* I have had the most horrid day. I feel like le sack de dump. I went to Duncan's last night with Carol. It's a small place in the beaches, tad ghetto. Definately did not feel 100% about leaving my car outside. He had about 15-20 guys over and a girl (yes, one girl). It was fun, his friends are really down to earth. Started drinking. Apparently I have no tolerance anymore, since I'm not drinking daily like I was at University. We headed to the Alpine bar, cougar bar closeby. This is where things start to get blurry. The last thing I remember was taking a shot at the bar with Toothless Todd. That's when it all when to hell. Apparently I left the bar early with him, and when Carol left the bar with Duncan an hour later, we was walking behind them somehow. The two of them had a fun time in the morning filling me in on my night. Yes, I know, 'You know you've had too much to drink when...'

We woke up in the morning and went to McD's and I was fine. But I started feeling hungover and assy in the afternoon. I had Carol drive around 3pm and I was sick at her place. Both of her places, the new one and the old one. Which again freaked her out, because she's never seen me sick and it was so long after drinking. I felt so incredibly ill, and I don't usually get hung over so it's weird. I left her place once I felt alive and came home and passed out for a few hours.

I am never drinking again... again.

I'm done work now, which rocks. Went out to lunch with eveyone there on Thursday and they got me some nice going away gifts. We made up a present (survival kit) for Brooke who's moving to B.C. with her boyfriend. It included such things as a voodoo doll with pins of her boyfriend and pictures of us with speech bubbles 'We told you so!' and crisis numbers for when she gets dumped. Haha, she had a good sense of humour about it.

Also interesting, it turns out one of the neighbours down the hill heard the gunshot when our neighbour killed himself last year. Unnerving. I know that they couldn't have done anything, too late but... It's unsettling somehow. I never figured it out.

Great great great news... Carol and I head to Ottawa on Monday, but Wednesday I'm going to fly back home. Thursday morning my parents and I are catching a flight to Miami to see my grandmother who's up there on vacation. We'll fly home on Saturday and I go back to Ottawa on Sunday. You know how much this means to me, I'm so excited. She claims I haven't seen her in 3 years. She know that my parents will be there, but she thinks I'm not. Awesome. I haven't seen her since she got cancer and it might be silly, but I just have to see her to make sure that she's alright.

Hope everything's awesome on the trip. How many countries so far? Drunken brawls? The time you've been gone so far seems fast, but maybe because it's only been four days. I really really could have used a hug from you today, that's when I missed you the most.

Miss you *insert Rolling Stones song here... with guest star Justin Timberlake of course.*

Love,
Jenna