we arrived in december and london was cold
we stayed at the bar along charring crossroads
we never saw nothing but brass taps and oak
kept a shine on the bar with the sleeves of our coats
you'll have to excuse me, i'm not at my best
i've been gone for a week
i've been drunk since i left
and these so called vacations will soon be my death
i'm so sick from the drink
i need home for a rest
*queue bagpipes*
TAKE ME HOME!

wait, i dont to go home, i will be bored out of skull like joel is right now at home. how's the cold joel??

so today starts reading weekend. reading week for others, end for us. whoop-dee-doo. and how did i start the weekend? the way i always do! i did homework. bleck. a beer would be a better start i must admit. but the good news is i am almost done with my assignment that is due on friday. that is very weird for me.

anywho. hopefully i go snowboarding tomorrow. yeee haw. although i've seen pimples on mountain's asses in alberta bigger then these so called ski slopes here in on-terrible. did i mention my hatred for ontario??

plans for the weekend: work, work, study for midterms. maybe go to toronto for a bit, although highly unlikely. well, classes suck today. especially with lack of joel. jackie and julie kept me busy thru combinatorics, which is getting easier, i think. but nonetheless paul still bores me. hmmm well i am off to eat.