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I just had a rather lovely, completely off-the-wall, babble-filled conversation with a very good friend, which makes me quite, quite pleased. Emily, if you read this, we're on for Sunday.

Next week, I'll be spending a fair amount of time in Sherbrooke. Anyone around there who is avalible on Saturday evening, do give me a call - my mother is hosting some sort of dinner-ish thing, and I've been relegated to the children's meal (despite the fact that half the people attending are my colleagues, which pisses me off to a fair degree), so I've wrangled control of the car. Kat, Etienne, John, Gen, someone?

Also, for the record - there is something fundamentally lovely about getting crushes on fictional characters.

That will be all. For tonight, at least. Because I'm exhausted, and my pillows are looking more and more welcoming.