Last weekend citrusboy and I went out for sushi (as was promised to me) and we happened to get an itemized bill.

I thought I would share with you all the extent to which we are total and utter pig-os.

Just in case you couldn't count: that's 24 items between the two of us, 9 of which are rolls containing 6 pieces each (that's 54 pieces), 10 of which are nigiri and sashimi (so that's at least another 20 pieces), and 5 of which are tempura appetizers.

To our defense: it was all you can eat. So we ate until we could eat no more.

Oink.

You know those cell phone charms you get out of, like, vending machines?

Well, I got a Hello Kitty one and I think she has a little bit of an attitude. Especially for someone who resides in a Taco Bell.

Well, in one week I've managed to finish two Wii games: Trauma Center and Cooking Mama.

Trauma Center was pretty fun but easy enough to finish and definitely worth a rental.

Cooking Mama got boring really quickly as you do the same thing over and over again, but it was kind of amusing to see which recipe would pop up next. They even had sushi, which was exciting (for me anyhow) but my favourites were perogies and truffles (of course!).

Now I just need to work on finishing Super Paper Mario but I'm so slow. I die all the damned time. I need Super Life, that's what I need.

Finally.

I'm done exams and can stop ignoring people. And this blog (damn you, Facebook!).

Except now, I'll be ignoring people in favour of the Wii.

Nothing exciting has happened in Winnipeg lately, mostly because I've had my face in a textbook for about three weeks now so haven't had the chance to notice anything wild and crazy.

Except for the guy who horked up on my porch while Jen and I were trying to eat some sushi in silent bliss.

So, nothing has changed then, you say. Indeed.

Stranded... At the gym...
What shall I do?
What will they say Tuesday at school?

Gyyyym, can't you see that I'm a misery
Made a start, now we're apart
There's nothing left for me
Exercise has flown, all alone
I sit and wonder why whyyyyyyyyy oh why
You closed on Easter Monday,
Oh Gym....

So my Stats exam is on Friday they 13th.

What's the probability of that, I ask you?