I was walking down the street to Value Village when a boy of about 11 on a bike with his friends slowed down as he passed me and yelled "I'm a self-made man! I have a business!"

I don't know what this means.

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I am home, in a fashion. I'll be gone again Friday, or Saturday.

I spent a week in Kamloops and another in Salmon Arm, so I'm Interiored out. I guess I don't have much to say. I guess I want a miniature pony and a piglet. I guess I'll have pictures from Kamloops Grad up as soon as I can.

I washed the cat yesterday.


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Home sick from the tetanus, diptheria, pertussis, polio, measles, mumps, rubella, and hep B a-coursin' through my veins. What better to do before climbing into bed with a medieval fantasy novel than "update". My Nana is coming to stay in our cluttered, dusty, animal-ridden home tonight. My duty is to vacuum, and later to divert her with a ( Read more... )

You know those folks who dress like they are always camping? They are like ballers only they are hikers. Every minute of their day, they would rather spend hiking, and they make sure you know it. They thrust it gently in your face with their muted organic cotton colours, their cropped nylon khaki or navy pants, their sunglasses with the special ( Read more... )

SNAKES ON A PLANE

a thriller starring Samuel L. Jackson.

"I've had it with these snakes."

Please, God. I don't ask for much.

SNAKES ON A PLANE.

In other news, I successfully moved up a level in Japaneseness today. I can successfully slave away in a dimly lit kitchen for hours to produce a delicate, aesthetically pleasing authentic folk ( Read more... )