9 hours, 3 cities (we did not even stop at Toronto proper), 4 people, 15 take-home drinks, 37 dumpling-type things for dinner, 1 loud concert, 1 news of a broken relationship, 1 still-hardened heart, 2 bubble tea, 1 plate of snow, 75.4 gas (76.5 Waterloo, not much difference), ?? kilometres. Well, only Roger and his family came along in my car. It wasn't too dull as Roger now makes remarks that are quite MuTao-esque, i.e. pushing the limits of his life insurance. It's pretty funny that all the places we went were in that little square piece of land around MetroSquare, driving back and forth. As always, I got pretty sleepy on the way back.

It's too bad that my dreams are...well...just dreams.

I ate two bowls of salad for lunch yesterday, and ever since then, my body kept releasing gas into the atmosphere...if you know what I mean. Looks like I haven't had a healthy meal in a while.