Saturday, December 18, 2004

I am in Toronto now.

It is rather cold. I don't like it. And the new dog gets on my nerves because she's easily excitable.

Getting here was a fucking drama of monumental proportions (involved signalling problems on the tube, missed flight, AIR FRANCE BEING WANKERS DON'T EVER FLY WITH THEM, and being awake for 23 hours.

But Mom is making me homemade pizza now, which is simply heaven. Fab.

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