My brother is going to the WWE wrestling show here in town on Monday. He's taking a giant hand made yellow poster with the word "Bien!" written on it. [For those of you as clueless as me, bien means good 'and so much more' in french.]

On Sunday, my mother, Brenna, Brenna's sister and their mother are driving up to Banff to see Ani. I am very very very excited. I don't think I need to point that out. In the spirit of family anecdotes, picture this. My mother, [slightly frenzied older woman] driving 110km/h down the highway at midnight. No. I can't imagine it either. I have no idea how this is going to work out, but it's all good because it's Ani and I love Ani.

I'm finding it very hard to get into a routine. On my MSN list there is a name "Mental emphysema" this is totally me. There are a whole bunch of holes in my brain like a sieve and I can't for the life of me remember much. My short term memory mostly doesn't exist. This scares me a lot.

and finally,

Tomorrow is FRIDAY!! Wheeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!