Birthday? Birthday!

I am back in Saskatoon, home of the all-you-can-eat shit sandwich. By that, I mean:

• it's 1:05am
• I just got home after spending 13 hours in the vise-like grip of Air Canada and I have the tension headache to prove it
  
• school starts in 9 hours with another fun-filled semester of Stats
• apparently people have been leaving "Happy Birthday" messages on the cellphone I got in Florida, which really impresses me because I asked for no voicemail on that phone
• did I mention that I spent half my birthday on planes and in airports?
• ... and the in-flight movie from Toronto to Calgary was In Her Shoes?

Yeah. Sorry about the lack of updates, [you know who you are], but I was in Florida and connecting via AOL, or as I like to call it, "A-O-Hell."

Tee-hee.

I have a bunch of cellphone images to share with y'all, but tonight is not the night for that. Tonight is the night for frolicking in my underpants because I finally have fifteen minutes to myself. I love everybody, but sometimes I just gotta have my underpants frolic.