I'm learning to love sushi again, which makes me happy. At some point in the last year i O.D on it. I blame in on the fact i live in Vancouver and the sushi is so damn good.
I survived the snowy roads last night on the bus.
I arrived this morning in Portland sleepy and hungover.
I haven't really been on the drinking train in the last 6 months, so i guess those few too many glasses of wine hit me harder than usual.
I was nervous about sleeping because of the crappy weather we were driving in. I figured a little wine and a sleeping pill would help.
It did. It just hurt a little.
It's easter weekend in Australia.
My family are having our traditional Good Friday lunch. I always remember this time as a kid, because i thought it sucked that i couldn't eat meat. One particular year i accidently did and i felt really bad. Im not religious but my family alway followed this tradition.
I hope my Mum isn't cooking that stinky cod fish.
Eww. I hated that. Sorry Mum.
I wish i was there. I'll miss not waking up to my Cadbury Crunchie Bunny.