A lot of people I know read this, so I'm posting this for everyone else's sake. Threadless has a special mega ultra shirt sale for Christmas starting right now. Brand new fucking t-shirts for $10. Fuck yeah. I'm trying to find my extra $3 off code, I'll be posting it when I do.

Vancouver feels like home in ways Seattle never will, but it's still not my home. And how am I to say what home is when I don't have one?

Still. It's nice, up here, with all of the French and Chinese and Japanese being spoken on the streets and TV. Lots of cozy spots to sit in and watch the city move. And so trusting! I've been excused from paying sales tax, allowed to take my backpack in with me to the dressing room, and given countless drinks without getting carded.

(Sitting in a diner right now. Goddamn, you guys have some weak coffee sometimes.)

It feels good to be here, exchange rate be damned. I need to do this more often.

Don't bother with the flattery, I know I can write well.

Tell me what's wrong. Tell me what I can fix, what sounds weird, what's off or incorrect or disjointed or just plain doesn't flow for some reason. Even if you can't explain it very well. Tell me.

Just say it.

I'm only going to say this once, because it's not worth dwelling on.

I hate all of the Seattle WriMos. I mean seriously hate, from the bottom of my being. This event attracts all the wrong sorts of people.