Well, Ian's finally off to Domain-Forgêt and I'm at home alone, watching Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back in my underwear and writing my blog. Now that's sexy. :D So what now? I can't slug here like an inverterbrate all day. But on the other hand, I'm starting to see the appeal of sitting on the couch like a femme-Al Bundy with my hand in my pants until I start work tomorrow. Ah, the joys of being a slob.

Sadly I do have to go back to work tomorrow, and trek to my place in Verdun (which I'm going to decorate this week - I've been watching way too many home renovation shows lately :/). It's so gorgeous down there - right on the water and in a great bohemian neighbourhood. Anyway, as result I'm going to be offline for a couple of weeks, so sadly my hoards of fathful readers *guffaw* will have to hang out for my witty and urbane repartee until I get back to a DSL cable once more.

Anyhoo, on that note I'm off to enjoy my under-derped slobality, so I'll leave you with my...

Quote of the day - "All you motherfuckers are gonna pay. You are the ones who are the ball-lickers. We're gonna fuck your mothers while you watch and cry like little bitches. Once we get to Hollywood and find those Miramax fucks who are making that movie, we're gonna make 'em eat our shit, then shit out our shit, then eat their shit which is made up of our shit that we made 'em eat. Then all you motherfucks are next. Love, Jay and Silent Bob."

Snoogins.

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