"I just want to have fun..."

Haha, I have heard that one before.  Quite the storm day, if you recall, cancelling both work (with an amazing early morning email) and the teaching of the Energy Law class that has grown to be rather tedious.  Following the non-acknowledgment of the application to the school back in September, I would say this is the last season for it.  Time to move forward with new items, and I have a growing sense that you may not be sticking around the city for 2015 anyway.  Slowly being isolated from requests for work, although when you get a chance it is always nice to bring a little value added with a few good "catches."

But.  Although new matters seem to be arising out-of-province, to date no pick-up in terms of work coming across the desk.  There are some lingering files to see through that will keep you somewhat occupied, particularly in the first half of the year.  Plus you have to think the history allows some goodwill and flexibility through the first few months to get you to Brazil and back.  Those months might offer some clarity over what to do on the "travel companion" front.  It seems to be moving a little quickly after last night's uber-classy session at Pizza Corner, with the Cruzan rum and the like, and the guys taking pictures of the cartoon jazz characters, and a first trip inside on Clyde street to seek shelter from the storm.

Hungover in the morning, and ridiculous puking upon standing up in the toilet as well, having not eaten much other than popcorn from the afternoon on.  But is it also a hangover from the trip as well, clinging on to having the girl to yourself and getting along swimmingly throughout.  Soon things will begin happening, and maybe the call to try to find another destination down South, sooner rather than later at that, is a good one.  Last February, when the first of the texts was sent from the now-closed Palace, there was uncertainty as to what might happen next.  Imagine trying to predict what did unfold?  Far too crazy to contemplate.  What to do but roll along with it, and look forward to the randomness that is to come.