Here I Am

Ah, cracked-out weather gods are something I'm quite familiar with. Ithaca's weather is just all sorts of wonky. Put ten layers and galoshes in the morning 'cause it's raining slush, and by the afternoon you're walking around in flip flops and tank tops with that winter coat shoved in your backpack. At least the weather wouldn't add to the culture shock of living somewhere as awesome as Vancouver heh