The Spot

Ok, I'm still in a bad mood. I thought I should say that right off the bat :)
In better news, Gabe totally treated me to everything I wanted last night. Coffee, a big slice of decadent chocolate cake and a shoulder to cry on. *sigh*. I felt so good by the time I left that I was smiling, which "is big...for me" [quoting: Finding Nemo]. Then someone from the grenadier guards tried to recruit me for the summer, which seemed interesting. Too bad I'm a weakling! Turns out girls have to do 9 push-ups to join the Canadian Armed Forces. I can do 1. So sad it's funny.
Anyway... remember the time that John laughed so hard he threw up? Man, that was funny, and I wasn't even there. Well, it happened to me last night. I was browsing some sinfest before bed. I've learned my lesson though: only Dickens before bedtime.
Ok, a plane ticket to Halifax would cost 257.77$. Which is great, really. My mom will be here Saturday, and she's staying 'till March 1. Which is bad, really. I'm going into agressive negotiations tonight. Wish me luck!
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