Humpday dumpday

So, didja make into work with all the snow?! Was class cancelled, hunh!?

Urm, never mind.

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Dingo is feeling under the weather. Send her telepathic chicken soup!

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So, I was in Tully's this afternoon, waiting for my hot cocoa, and a lady who was creaming her coffee looked at me and said, "Hey, I like your Utilicute!" Best Freudian slip I've received in a long time.*

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Otis didn't know the digital camera was set on video, so we have this wonderful cinema verite, made when she was trying to take a picture of the cat. If you look quickly, you can see Mountie in his outside house, Otis, our hot-chili-lights, and what passed for snow today.

*You know what a Freudian slip is, right? It's when you say one thing when you mean your mother.