one of the best days of my life: En route from Edinboro to destination THE BURGH, Jon and I were witness to our first roadkilling. This fucking beaver, this fucking precocious beaver, decides it's going to cross I-90. Like it owns the goddamn road. It deserved to be hit, but not as much as an opossum does, because opossum? that's some nasty shit. anyway, one moment the beaver is in front of us, and the next. BOOM! gone. no more beaver. we went through a mini-crisis. "Do you think it had a family?" "I don't fucking care it! It had it coming!" "Now I feel bad." "SHUT UP AND DRIVE." Once in Pittsburgh, we then made our first (but certainly not last! oh ho ho) pilgrimage to the thing called IKEA. OHMYGOD. amazing. also amazing we did not get kicked out....I have a bit of a sectional-fetish. my future home will be made of sectionals. Kim, on the offchance you read this, OUR APARTMENT IS GOING TO BE LAID OUT LIKE AN IKEA DISPLAY. Next we go...