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It is FUCKING FREEZING HERE.
Damn my red-headed potato-farming sheep-fucking Irish ancestors for moving to Canada instead of somewhere warmer. Like ALASKA.

To the tune of that Blue's Clues song...

I got an 85 on that Bio test!
I got an 85 on that Bio test!
I got an 85 on that Bio test!
Because I memorized the chambers of the heart! w00+! *kicks high hat*

In more personal news, I've discovered a few things in the last few days.

- James broke up with Froggers- through his friends. Asshats, asshats everywhere. Of course, I've known he was a bit of an arse ever since I heard about him giving Alex money for Christmas, but still. (And yes, I am a flaming flaming hypocrite for feeling a bit protective of him right now.) He is apparently now hitting on Ryan, who is (in case we've forgotten) being shagged by Megan, who's engaged to Brendan, who's...
To quote Clerks: "That's high school- algebra, bad lunch, and infidelity."
- Megan M. reconverted to Catholicism. For those who don't know: I've known the kid since fourth grade, and she started looking at "alternative" religions in eighth grade. (During, incidentally, my OMGWTFWICCA! phase, which was after my OMGWTFJESUS! phase and before my OMGWTFATHEIST! phase.) She pretty quickly settled on Wicca, possibly because it really pissed off her mom- but unlike a lot of girls who do it for that reason, she actually stuck with it. So for all these years she's been my Wiccan sort-of-friend, the kid who thought she had a fire elemental following her around for a full year once. (She's a lovely girl, but she's also a tad insane eccentric.) To start thinking of her as a Christian will take some time- particularly considering that she seems to have gone from hating the Church to wearing a little cross on a chain within the space of a weekend. Then again, she DID say it was Boutilier who converted her, so maybe that's just a testament to his mad conversion skillz, or something.
- Okay, this country? Is awesome. And I'm not saying that in a patriotic rah-rah kind of way, but for a reason. Reason being: in the nineties we stopped having nationwide beauty pageants, not only because "Miss Canada" sounds really fucking stupid but because we decided that they were sexist and demeaning. ROCK. (I think Canada's like that kid who sits at the back of the class and who no one ever talks to until they're forced to, at which point they discover that he's an amazing conversationalist and can construct a taser out of a disposable camera.)
- I need to see Wilde. Just sayin'.