On things I will not miss about Kingston

I am now in self-defensive denial mode about moving, and I think that a nice bulleted list of reasons why I will NOT be sad to see Kingston recede like so much hair on a grad student will help me feel better right now.

1. There are two hospitals in the downtown core. I live across from a fire station at the moment. It is impossible to get far enough from the hospitals/fire station to be out of audio range without being in range of catcalls from the crack addicts, so I've always lived practically on an ambulance route. Clearly, living FAR away from hospitals AND crack addicts is the way to go.
   
2. I also live across from an elementary school at the moment (if this weren't student ghetto central, it'd probably be a great family neighbourhood). In the school year, buses idle under my window from 8am - 8:45am, then again from 2 - 2:45pm. In the summer, a karate class uses the gym. They scream. A lot. It is very discordant. It hurts my well-trained ears.
   
3. I live less than a block from the most expensive convenience store on the planet, aka A&P (or the Anus and Phallus, for what it does to my food budget). They are open 24 hours a day, which means that I can often be found drunkenly wandering the aisles and comparison shopping meat sticks on a Friday night. I like to think that there will only be clean, high quality grocery stores with sensible opening hours in my neighbourhood in Sheffield.
4. I also presently live at a corner with stoplights at it. Why are the only people with their car windows open and the music cranked playing such awful shit? Clearly, it will rain so much in England that my windows will be shut most of the time, and I won't have to hear people's lousy music. Furthermore, roundabouts are much more common than stoplights, which means cars will pass by very quickly.
5. With any luck, American tourists will not expect me to take their cash at some ridiculous exchange rate in the UK, they'll have exchanged their damn money. The number of people who come to Kingston without any Canadian funds is astonishing -you'd think that US dollars were the standing currency everywhere in North America from the way I've been treated at the counter at work.
6. In the UK, I will be an exotic 'foreigner' with an accent, not one of those - the elite immigrant class in Kingston, the Queen's Student, who will piss on your lawn, set fire to your car, and then leave your city without creating a ripple in the economy! (I think town-gown relations at this school are a joke.)
7. Speaking of pissing on the lawn, it is my fond wish to live in a neighbourhood that is far enough from the local nightclub to avoid that problem. With any luck, the only people pissing on the lawn will be the seven or eight cats I intend to adopt. Of course, this might put a damper on parties like we hosted here Friday night...more about that another time, when I'm not hating on the human race.