Enough of my whining. One day where my morning trip to work is not ideal, and everyone in the Branch is away on sick leave so I am made interim Manager, and suddenly life is too hard for me. Wah. Suck it up, me.

Tonight, I get to see Dr. Lakhani (Aly to buddies) for the first time in a donkey’s age. Very cool. Wish I wasn’t all tired and grumpy. Tomorrow, Ye Olde Womynly Curse hits me right in the netherparts. Yesterday, bookclub was good (we read “Wicked” by Gregory Maguire), and there was much good food and smelly buses and I got a ride home from Lyssa which was lovely.

was at a ToyFair in Mississauga all weekend with Dan, so I spent a lot of time working on hunting down addresses for my Christmas Cards and watching Smallville. I hung out with Mum on Saturday and we did some early Christmas shopping. There are now eight gifts under my tree! Mum found two of hers early during an accidental “snoop” around my bookshelf. Very amusing.

Friday I had a chance to meet Cait’s sister and brother-in-law and see their house and pet their doggy. She and Caius and I went to the Duke of York, first time I’ve been there in almost a year as well. It was cozy, with and in attendance, and and his delightful new girlfriend M., whom I instantly loved as soon as she expressed interest and glee in my long-defunct comic book project about east-coast Canadian Mermaids. I’m nearly inspired enough to start work on it again. We’ll see how long that desire lasts when I start worrying about wheelchair logistics.

Also?

*love* *comfort* *hugs* to .
Lay low. Take care of yourself. We are thinking of you.