They Say What They Say

Maybe I should consider emigrating.



YOU, my friend, are 100% Canadian! You are what
Canadians are all about! (and that's about. not
a boot.) You, my friend, are AWESOME!


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Maybe I should consider emigrating.



YOU, my friend, are 100% Canadian! You are what
Canadians are all about! (and that's about. not
a boot.) You, my friend, are AWESOME!


How Canadian Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

Mmm, new boots...

Mmm, new boots...

I've eaten my pasta and my yoghurt, yet I'm still peckish. It's probably because I actually made it to gym for the first time this week and now my body needs the fuel.

*rummages through fridge*

Gah, why do I only ever buy proper food? Why do I not have anything snackish to eat? Oh, that's right. I attempt be healthy and I don't buy over-processed, pre-packaged food on a regular basis.

Damn, where's the Doritos when I need them???

***

I'm off to the old home town tomorrow, to take mum to a party in Melbourne. Don't ask me why I have to leave Melbourne, only to drive back for three hours then leave again.

But while I'm looking forward to seeing mum, I have so much homework to do, the last thing I want to do hang around with a bunch of her cronies and listen to them talk about the good old days. Not when I need summarize six chapters of Modern Database Management.

*sigh*

Hopefully I'll be able to get some work done on the train.

***

Damn, it's cold tonight.

***

Oh, and GIP!

Picture gakked from engenda. Feel free to share/embellish/lick!

I've eaten my pasta and my yoghurt, yet I'm still peckish. It's probably because I actually made it to gym for the first time this week and now my body needs the fuel.

*rummages through fridge*

Gah, why do I only ever buy proper food? Why do I not have anything snackish to eat? Oh, that's right. I attempt be healthy and I don't buy over-processed, pre-packaged food on a regular basis.

Damn, where's the Doritos when I need them???

***

I'm off to the old home town tomorrow, to take mum to a party in Melbourne. Don't ask me why I have to leave Melbourne, only to drive back for three hours then leave again.

But while I'm looking forward to seeing mum, I have so much homework to do, the last thing I want to do hang around with a bunch of her cronies and listen to them talk about the good old days. Not when I need summarize six chapters of Modern Database Management.

*sigh*

Hopefully I'll be able to get some work done on the train.

***

Damn, it's cold tonight.

***

Oh, and GIP!

Picture gakked from engenda. Feel free to share/embellish/lick!