Zebra

I haven't been writing things on the Internet in a while (count it - 20 or so days) but I promise to accomplish my triumphant return ... soon.

The name of the song above is Zebra. It's by a band called Beach House. I once had to write a review of their music and ended up listening to like four hours of them, repeating their discography over and over again. Sounds tend to meld together after awhile, and it suddenly just sounds like a lot of guitar picking and crooning. So, there's that.

Kingston decided to be a jerk and plop a lot of snow from the skies, just when we thought we were rid of Old Man Winter. Unfortunately, this means that I haven't been able to wear The Summer Dress as soon as I'd like. Even more tragic - patio season has been postponed.

I'm staying in this town this summer, and I can't hide how excited I am. It's going to be a summer of rooftop patios, eating charcuterie (yes, I plan my summers around processed foods), and a lot of journalism.

Tomorrow we're embarking on a journey to Toronto to visit a few newsrooms. I can't wait to stare into the abyss and have my future employers maybe stare back at me??