Confuse their knavish tricks, confound their pooooolitics, long may she reign!

I'm SO exited! London! Omar goodness! And Paris! Yes!!! We're finally going TODAY of all days. I can't believe how much I'm gonna see... the British Museum, the war rooms, a PLAY at the GLOBE theater! (the Winter's Tale, which is awesome), the Zoo (God bless Raffles), the National Gallery, and soooo much more. And that's just in London. In Paris I'm going to see le Grand Louvre (formidable!), la musee d'Orsay (I don't think that's how it's spelled, but what the hell), the Paris zoo (naturellement), the Versaille(?) palace, Notre Dame (sadly, we won't make it to Chartres, but oh well), and that's just what comes to mind right now:D. Oh right, and I'll get water from the Thames AND the Seine for my growing collection of worldly water bottles. So auvoir non-existent readers!!! This shall be the grandest adventure yet. I won't write! or send postcards! or use a computer! BWAHAHAHAHA! (pathetic, I know, but we all must have an outlet). Anyway, to put it into one hyphenated word, I'm SUPER-PSYCHED! Cheerio you bally bunch of blighters!

Hello girlies, what can you do for me?

If you're not some kind of wacko ski fanatic, don't go to Whistler. Especially if it's summer. Goodness gracious it was a tad dull, even with a large snowy glacier to climb up (which I did. all the way to the "saddle"). But I'd much rather go to a regional in Vancouver, and go to Bard shows... over and over... and eat caremal corn and drink sobes. Ah yes... just one of my little heavens on earth. But getting back to the trip, I think the best part was the last night, when I played a strange variant of tag in a big pool with a bunch of girls. One might think that sentiment is a mite pathologically lecherous, but then again, maybe it is. All I know is, it was muy divertido. The only bad thing was, some of them were a little inarticulate, and when I made up for that with my dictional ostentation, they supposed I was gay. Naturally I vociferously refuted the scurrilous hypothesis many times before the pool closed. I hope I got through to them. If not, no me importa.

I hope I can learn enough French to actually know the damn verb-forms. I am ignorant of the little buggers as of yet. I'll get them... they'll see.

But tally-ho! It's time to go. Goodbye you ingrate loon(s).