random blethering about my night (yes it's almost 6 a.m. what of it?)

emee and I apparently decided tonight was the night to play the IRL version of "freak the Twilight Noob" by recounting the worst relationships we'd ever been in, and how they all went horribly horribly wrong to poor Katie, who kept staring at us in shock. What was sad was that we both could recount "I stayed because I was worried about what would happen if I left" stories, but I don't think I know any women who can't tell me some version of that story. (Not that I think it's limited to women, but men tend to tell me different stories.)

There was much drinking, and I heckled White Collar (as I do) and we had some sort of strange conversation about US vs Canadian politics - note, please, that one of our major political fights right now is over whether or not the long-form census should be mandatory for 20% of Canadians or voluntary and sent to 30% of them. This is far more controversial than you might think.

I've been home for a bit now, I'm still waiting to sober up before I go to bed. (We started out talking about binge drinking, I think? And just general drinking culture? And then somehow got into politics, 24 hour news channels, Canadiana in the form of Heritage Moments & the opening bars of Hockey Night in Canada, and I think we detoured into Bon Cop Bad Cop. There was much laughing, but Katie & emee are really good for that.)

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I'm about to head out to a meeting! (please save me) In lieu of that, here is a picture I drew last summer It looks like a four year old who had never held a pencil before drew it, and I think it is supposed to be me pushing Don's wheelchair up a hill. Maybe. Feel free to point & laugh.