Current location:	300 Laurier Ave W Ottawa ON
Current mood:	chipper

Covered with booboos.
My head smacked against a seat rail when I dozed off on the bus this morning, prompting me to let out a loud girlish yelp. Bus manufacturers should pad the seat rails so people don't crack their skull on 'em, or involuntarily expose their wussiness. In fact, buses would be a lot safer if the interior were made entirely of rubber.

Last night's dreams were haunted by intermixed episodes of unusual carnal endeavors, car chases involving automatic riffles and grenades, moments of temporary flight, and being mugged by a street gang. I'm sure you can understand why I constantly get reality mixed up with my imagination. They're not that different.

Did you know that the late Richard Wagner would often dress up as a Valkyrie on his yearly vacation retreat in Hömenburg, and chase the villagers around on a horse (which was actually a monstrously obese donkey named Wotan)?