Aw, hell...

[kanadajin]

Spent the weekend visiting a friend at Hell's gate. It was an interesting time, I didn't really know what to expect.
I didn't get off to a very good start; I left my Mom's house on Friday at 3:15 to catch the 321 to Surrey to catch the skytrain to Metrotown to meet my sister, who would be driving me to Hell's gate (however far that was). I didn't

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I called it.

[lovepump]

I just responded to your other post about how I often suspect that you're never going to come back. More accurate than I thought, apparently.

Just keep telling yourself that panic attacks are fun. Or that they build character or something. Or maybe babes love a man in a panic.That'll make it better.