I know I promised I’d post a final trip update “later today”, but that was yesterday and I still haven’t gotten around to it. I will; I’ve just been sidetracked by an existential crisis: is anyone actually still out there? It’s cold and lonely in here, and there are wolves. Big ones. With sharp pointy wolf teeth, and they’re drooling gross wolf slobber.
Please indulge me and let me know if you’re still out there, reading my finger words. It’s kind of important this time, as opposed to the other times when it was just to stroke my ego a little.
delicious juice dot com 
I’m here. I only check dj.com two times a day lately, instead of 10. That might account for some traffic drop, right?
Still here! Not at Sasq like the rest of them….
I love finger words!
Also not at Sasquatch.. and still here. Although if you hadn’t Twittered this, I may have missed it. Looks like Google Reader hasn’t figured out you updated tonight.
i’m here too!
(ps. i was in SF two days before you)
showing you some love! x
Here too! :-)
Here and on twitter. ;)
What the fuck is twitter and google reader?
You won’t get rid of me that easily.
i am here! hello!
I am here!
I never read this thing. Unless you mean every day, in which case I do.
Damn! Was Sasquatch this weekend? Doh!
Here… barely. Monday. Gah.
Reading? Every word.
And every picture too.
Present! Whoops, sorry, high school flashback.
I’m here too. May not often comment, but read you on a regular basis. I’ve quit my job and am leaving Vancouver for a year of travel. I’m probably still ready you from time to time when I’m on the road and can get internet access.
Here!
I’m out there! Really really out there. Out there in Montreal. It seems to be trip time for everyone. There are many trips out there but this one is mine!
hanging on your every word pretty lady!
((words))
Nice to have you back!
something is wonky with her stats so she’s FREAKING OUT, MAN.
I’m here.
Here :)
Still around…
Me too!
I’m late to the party, but am totally out here. See, we love you! Keep cranking out the finger words, or feel the wrath of your rabid fans.