I woke up feeling large and not very in-charge after my late-night poutine binge with at ye olde Foxes’ Den(ah, the ‘aftermath of joy’ rears its ugly head once again). Dressed myself in the dark, only later realizing I had put on a tomato red shirt under a chocolate brown sweater and now I look […]

Seventh Heaven continues to be bad. Lord of the Rings continues to be 3 hours long. Poutine continues to be consumed at pubs with Chrissy. All is right with the world. Except, you know, Seventh Heaven. And war. War’s not right. And my laundry pile. That’s pretty wrong, too. Ah, heck, there’s plenty wrong with […]