february 27 2009
Look my new friend, that smiley guy. I met a real life friend for a walk down Queen West and he was a gift. That’s him on my desk there, amidst my Post-it note to-do system. He rolls around all over because when I type I pound the crap out of my keyboard.
We went to Chippy’s for dinner and it’s amazingness. And I don’t even really like fish.
Then I tucked my new friend into my pocket and went to guard a dance at The Great Hall.
