I had a pretty sour attitude at Ginger's farewell not-so-surprise party. I guess I simply didn't want to be there. I was sleepy as well, so that didn't make it any better. I left early, which was a pretty good idea, actually, since they went all the way till 6 or something like that... Anyway.

I think God woke me up this morning at 4. Basically I got a chance to download the powerpoint file from Roger at that time, and that's good, since my internet is cut off at around 7... (I'm, of course, not going to do anything about getting the connection back, and leave the problem for the next occupants...) Of course I did other bad things between 4 and 6, but that's not relevant.

Francis dropped the bomb that his father is bringing him back to Toronto today, squashing Roger's hopes of going there. At least I got some rest out of it... Too bad I still need to go to Hamilton later this evening.