3 cities, 5 hours, 45 kilograms of stuff, 2 broken elevators, 1 poutine, 2 slices of pizza, 24 pictures, ?? kilometres. Next time I see MuTao will be on Sunday when he moves to London. I have mentioned this before, but driving does seem incredibly effortless with a good friend to talk to beside you...

So the Olympics is over, and...well, I still don't care much about it. There's going to be more political discussions on the low Canadian medal count, but that's most likely going nowhere. And what's up with that mascot?

There are simply too many fruitflies here. Good thing I'm moving out soon. In other notes, no insurance thingie. Looks like I'll be calling after I make the move.