I am enjoying classes. There, I said it. For once I managed to overcome this desire to skip.

Also: I painted! I sometimes forget how much fun it is to paint. Next time there shall be finger painting.

Sunday morning and the world was white. We played and danced and rolled around in the fresh snow until it was no longer fresh.

Today I cycled through the snow, which was less fun, with the blubber and the slipperiness and no hot chocolate at work.

We went to a pub quiz the other night and the only question that I was able to answer correctly was, "What sort of creature was "Buckbeak" in the Harry Potter novels?" Ha!

Yesterday I nearly got hit by a car. A police car, ignoring a red light. Ha!

This is the awesomest thing ever.

Byebye.

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Watching Wanted the other day, I thought to myself: Morgan Freeman would make an awesome Dumbledore.

To me, people who don't eat breakfast are like people who pee in the streets. I mean, sure, it's your life, I don't judge, but I myself wouldn't be able to do it. When I wake up, I need food. In fact, my breakfast largely determines how I feel the rest of the day.


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Once upon a time there was a spider. He liked to sit in his web all day long and watch the sky and stare at the ground. He dreamed of the sea and he dreamed of being a bird and while the other spiders caught fly after fly, this spider just sat and did nothing. "If only I could fly like those birds" he would say out loud and then the others would ( Read more... )