okay, tell you what -

i can guarantee we'll get on the list. if you can figure out a way for us to get to bloody mississauga, i would be honoured if you'd be my date.

how'd'ja like them apples?

p.s. guess what! i'm moving! it's really terrible that we have failed to take advantage of our neighbourness. and ironically enough, i'm setting up camp in your old neck of the woods (sorta) -- queen & dovercourt.