whaaat a shitty feeling this is.

I woke up at 4:30 [Atlantic Time] this morning in order to get to the airport.

My flight left at 6:35AM.

I arrived in Montréal at 7:30 - Eastern Time - which means two hours on the plane.

I then transferred from Montréal to Toronto, and the plane was 45 minutes late. And that flight took another hour, so another two hours on a plane.

After four hours of this joyous travelling, I discovered my shitty luggage had a broken strap, which means I had to practically drag it onto the TTC bus.

Once on the Subway, I got many awkward looks for taking up all the seats with my luggage.

I had to drag the luggage here by myself. My shoulders are burning right now, and I have red marks still on my hands.

I've eaten so much today I can barely keep track of it.

I can't connect my laptop to the Internet for the life of me, it pisses me off just so much.

I'm so exhausted right now. As of now, I've been awake for 16 hours. I'm going to go to bed very soon. As in, now. Fuck the world.

I'm in such a bad mood.

In Toronto again,

Joel