(No offence, Queensland friends. I love the people, I just don't much care for the city, the environment, the weather, the prices, the vibe... I could go on.)
I got a wrong number earlier and almost had a heart attack.
Some truly happy news on the horizon, though: providing my life doesn't implode due to the above in the meantime, I'll be coming to America in January for FC. Don't look at me strangely; I know I don't technically run in those circles any more, but an old friend invited me over and offered to pay for my plane tickets, and I've never been out of the country before, so I accepted with delight. I look forward to meeting many of you there. Hell, I've known some of you online for ten years.
I'll be the tiny, loud, drunk Australian. Look out. ;)