NEWS FLASH - Toronto has survived an evening of serious canuck fc chinwagging. All is well with the world, many of its problems sorted, and a blood oath sworn to never divulge the evening's menu. Carla is pleased to confirm that, despite her name,
Madcat is neither crazy nor enraged. Early discussions of a pan-Ontario get-together next spring - attention Holly and Ruth! (And, of course, any other worldly chicks in the area at the time...)
Mel, I haven't forgotten you, and have my fingers crossed that the new cyst doesn't require surgery. Such rotten luck you have! Just be careful to take it easy and eat right, or I'll waddle down there and use Shad's cattle prod on you. You have been warned!!!
Shad, what the heck is going on with that project? Why did it all suddenly get so much more complicated? Will they pay you enough overtime so you can zip over to join the Ontari-ari-ario get-together next year??
By the way, the tiny print below my siggie has been there for some time, ever since I realized setting goals had a negative effect on my success rate. It seems eliminating goals does the same thing...
It's very late, and work tomorrow, so that'll have to be it for now. Sorry for the lengthy absence, I've been scouting locations for our move next week and got stuck in the
Doldrums. Madcat, however, haŝ made it clear we're not going to spend the month there, so we'll have to keep looking.
I'll finally be home late Friday, and more likely to post then. My hotel (number three in the last week) is very ritzy but has no coffeemaker. I'll find out tomorrow if the free shoe shine really means free shoe disappearance!

Also, Dec 1 absolutely must be the end of this reckless

food porn frenzy. The weigh-in Sat morning should be sufficiently sobering... Maybe I need to eat whatever sent poor Mel to her all-night rendez-vous on the loo/one pound weight loss... about 10 times in a row.
Okay, I'm getting silly. So goodnight, sleep tight, etc.

to Holly, Happy, Shy, 1day, Rose, Painter, Meadow, Ruth, Ceejay.