It was an evening at the bar. And then walking home with a fahrenheit deficit. But I'm having some fun. And I was smart enough to dress warmly, so even though it was a cold walk home from the bar, no damage was done. It helps me feel a little superior, this not-freezing-to-death thing.
- I think I'm in lust with Beer chan. But then I've been drinking.
- Well, near as I can tell, I wasn't even nominated for the 2003 Bloggies. But I still love you, man.
No really, I mean that.
Well, okay. Maybe I love your mom more. - Hey, there's blogs near me! I should probably make a permanent thingie over there on the right for the list.
- And lest you thought this was going to be completely content-free, Don't bother about burglary, police told (in the U.K.). Seems there are more pressing problems like murder, rape, and hate crimes. And yet if you try and defend yourself against a burglar or an assault, you're likely to be charged with something that'll put you away a lot longer than the goblin would spend in gaol.