All I ever wanted out of life was to make a difference and find someone who wouldn't mind dropping me off at the airport.
Currently surviving grad school in the Big Smoke with my little Canadian diaspora. I keep my MacIntosh in MT to remember where I really feel at home. And yes, I still call it my "MacIntosh."
I'm your typical latchkey kid. I push myself to experience things that would typically make me uncomfortable/homesick/crazy. I feel it makes my blood stir and my life a little more colourful.
My family calls me "rootless." I live by airport codes--- YYZ, CDG, LHR, YEG, AMS, EDI--and can tell you the best place to buy a Mojito and Veggie Burger in each one. The airport code in the title shows off my current residence.
I like to dabble in different hobbies. Lately, I've fallen in love with my new Nikon. My tumblr shows off my mediocre attempts at photography.