B-I-F-A-O

Well, just when I didn't think he had any left to lose, Klein has lost it again. And you just know the voters will shrug this off, just like they shrug every other mad thing he's done. Every time I think to myself, "surely this is the breaking point of public patience with his lunacy" the populace lets me down again.

This weekend looks pretty quiet. I was supposed to snowboard with Jacob today, but then it was warm yesterday and even the Camp Fortune web site was admitting that there is an "ice base", which at Fortune means the hill is closer to "inclined skating rink" than "skiable surface". Just as well, I suppose: I have to read about the FAO this afternoon, and it looks like there will be a lot to do. Besides, my snowboard needs waxing before I take him out to the hill again.

Far below me, some ant-sized person is walking about on the lake with faithful hound in tow. It looks very idyllic, but since there is nobody else down there on the ice and yesterday was warm, I think it could be a Very Poor Idea.

This weekend looks quiet. I have a few essays to get through, though only one them is due this week, and not until Friday at that. Yesterday I got my geography essay back: A+! God bless introductory science courses. Sunday Katherine, Emily, and I are probably going over to Kayt and Rachael's for a potluck. I've yet to decide what to make. Ideas, anyone?

Neglected to go to Ash Wednesday Mass this week, because it conflicted with choir practice. Hey, I was singing religious texts in Latin! Fair trade, I thought. But I will tell you all if the Pope calls to chastise me. And so to my research.