Wings Over the Pyre - February 21st, 2002

07:53 pm

Hey, I'm still alive. How shocking!

Its snowing here, I'm multiply reassured that such an incidence is not wholly unusual for Canada, but frankly its weirding me the fuck out. I can look outside the window here and see its still coming down in little soft flakes, like individual bits of frozen Hell. My captors -- er ... hosts -- look at me strangely when I'm gazing out the window in horrified wonder, but they are indulgent folks, if nothing else. Perhaps they'l loosen the straitjacket soon so I can stop typing with my penis.

(You may well wonder how I capitalize things. Upon thinking about it, you'll wonder why I don't date more.)

I plan to put up pics of this terrifying snowscape soon. The horror is still settling in, though.

On an upbeat point, Tim Horton's is awesome on a snowy day when you stomp in in your Doc Marten's, covered with snow and ice. Timbits, while sounding naughty, are really damned awesome.

I should really borrowv some speakers for the Helltop and play some tunage.

Ah wel, until later, this is me, signing off.

(PS: To be derived from giant squid DNA, I can't swim a bit.)

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