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It used to be that, when I stopped updating for a while, people would bitch me out and tell me to 'update my goddamned site.' It's good to know that now things are different. Now, they just give up and find something better to do. I also blame Jacob and his potty mouth for the lack of recent hits. He said, excuse me, repeated, something so vulgar and disgusting that people no longer feel comfortable reading, relaxed viewing, safe in the confines of, or welcome at my site. That, or maybe just because I fell off the trolley and am only now getting back on, almost a week later.

The SPIFF was on Friday night. It was pretty effing rad. More than eighty people showed up. Pretty amazing, seeing as every Film Society event prior, combined, totalled about half that much.

After the film festival I went to Perkin's, where I ordered a coke instead of a shake again, marvelled at Lucy's laugh, and ordered a Buffalo chicken sandwich. Said sandwich made me sick. Charlie, Geoff and I watched Road To Perdition at my house.

The Wild got clobbered. That sucks. A little.

The Twins are winning again. That's cool.

Today I went to Anna's in Stillwater. We didn't go canoeing. Not even briefly. I caught a fish, though. It was pretty cool, and only the second time I'd ever been fishing. I may have to do it more frequently. I realized later, that I used to be able to -but no longer can- find Cassiopeia in the stars at night.

Peace.
-Todd