( Drama. Lots and lots of drama. )

Maybe there's something to that whole theory of retail therapy. And, hey, linen pants and olive-green mock-blazer. What's not to love?

Also, while I like the concept of this icon? I think it needs better images. Thoughts?

Mom is back (a day early due to a change in her meeting schedule). Still refusing to deal w/ basic scope of the problem, but I'm really hoping that tomorrow when she's less jet-lagged she'll be more willing to listen. Uncle's also agreed to call, but couldn't promise which day.

The good news:

I'm not dead yet. And my visa application was accepted by the Canadian Gov't. What little they know.

I'm going to go and pass out now.