roughly a year ago...
I was in BC with my parents hoping desperately for an open mechanic so we could see just how badly we'd destroyed our undercarriage pulling out of the starbucks on our way home to tacoma, so that the next day I could fly out to Boston.
...strangely enough, I think today I'm feeling about the same.
Happy Thanksgiving, filiis canadiensis!
I'm not sure about that declension. oh well. live with it.