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Springed [Monday 14 Feb 2011 at 03:37 am]
It was the warmest day of the year so far today. There were hundreds of people outside playing and I bicycled across the city and through the hills in my little black shorts and light jersey without a coat or gloves or anything. I know it won't last long. The Ministry of Commerce predicts a storm on Wednesday. For now I'm going to try to get out as much as I can and enjoy the sun as I watch the January snowbanks melt. Lots more snow coming in March so I'll make hay while the sun shines.


Anna Torv sounds just like an American to me. Lena Heady is always just a touch off in the way she speaks. But I can't put my finger on the difference. It must be a really subtle pronunciation or intonation difference.


It's nice to see Marten back again over at QC. We haven't seen him for almost three weeks. Getting slapped for ogling at the bar puts him back about where he was in issue number one, doesn't it?

[User Picture]From: manoah
Monday 14 Feb 2011 at 03:45 pm (UTC)
Hmmm, this is the 2nd time you've made a comment about the weather that mirrors the weather where I live. *ponders*

This morning it sounds like my roof is about to blow off. You?
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[User Picture]From: owenthurman
Tuesday 15 Feb 2011 at 12:59 am (UTC)
Biking through the mountain passes was like heading straight into a wind tunnel but at home my windows aren't even rattling.

You're probably from the mountain states, then. Be happy; these are the best places in this country.
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