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Today worked out well. Very well. I'm actually very happy about it.
I got enough reading done to lead a decent discussion group, chatted with a myriad of good folks, walked home with Kelly (it was a gorgeous night, and it turned out to be a great choice), stopped by LCBO (since I was walking by it anyway) and now I just have to finish a quiz and cook some food. Possibilities of drinking with Shannon and Hadas tonight, s'well!
I'm happy. Seeing friends puts me in a good mood.
Seth is back from London-town. As in... across the great big puddle London what with the bobbies and the Big Ben and all that jazz. He found $5 flights across Europe out of London.
My mind is still boggled as to how that's even POSSIBLE.
I mean... it costs me so bloody fucking much to BUS or TRAIN to Toronto. FLYING! For $5!
*incoherent jabbering*
Bloody impossible!
In any case... yeah. He had fun, which makes me happy. 'Specially since I've heard bad news from friends about their families and all, and my thoughts are with them always, it's always good to get happy news.
So yeah, that Osama guy released a new statement. I noticed it on the news this morning on my way out there door: Here at BBC.
That crazy guy.
I could spout off for ages but I won't.
Skinny dude escapes from prison!
I bet I could escape from jail the same way. Skinny dudes will rule this world... muhahahahahahahahaha!! *cough* *hack* *sputter*