So had a dinner party last night, which vaguely resembled "God, that's good" in that there were lots of people at the table singing. Only there was no dead human and more guitar and tea. Which everyone drank copious quantities of except for our Brit. Strange? We certainly thought so.
So looks like it's just Katie, Bryan and me heading off to yon distant vancity. Ah well, Bryan's bringing a gee-tar so we're set.
In other news there are so many injustices in this world it's hard to tell where one ends and a hundred other begin. And to solve one, you make another. And we try to punish people for them, but then we are just as bad and it's just layer upon layer upon layer. Methinks the point of this is we shouldn't punish people... (tooo much history classsssss)
...just to stop rambling, there's a Matt on my fridge O.o
Love you all madly, Lli
PS. Dad watched Gandhi (for the 2nd time) and welled up. I'm so proud of him:)