Gordon's in Montreal. Working terribly long days and not getting to enjoy a beautiful city.
I'm here. By myself (this is where you feel at least a twinge of compassion).
He's not the loudest person, but this place seems awfully quiet without him.
No humming from the den (which happens when he programs).
No "They have surrendered, my liege." (which is said by some guy on the computer when he's playing Medieval War Something-or-Other).
And, no one to help me procrastinate from doing school work. I've had to do that all on my own. (You'll all be quite relieved to know that I'm equally as gifted at solo and collaborative procrastination).
(Come home soon, okay?)