Karyn is always in town visiting Joe. I don't know how she does it, but she somehow manages to fly out here to visit him from Toronto --- which is great, since I get to see her too. Ah, old friends are a good thing to have in these parts. I don't know what it is, but every time we all get together, we end up pigging out like you wouldn't believe. They blame me for this, but I don't know why they think "Matthea" and think "food", or how I gained the reputation as a big eater in undergrad. Can I help it if food is so good? No! Ain't my fault. Just like it wasn't that lady's fault - the one who sued Mickey's for getting her morbidly obese. . . Anyhow, last night, we went out to this dodgy dumpling place that was soooo tasty. We had gyozas galore, and deep-fried pork-chops with taiwanese noodles with spicy sauce . . . and yes, it was my idea to get BBT afterwards, the lovely Asian drinky-thing that someone from my church calls "alien embryo" ("Yargh! out of yer chest it comes!) Hahah! Then, we ended up visiting Tim and Leia at the Wired Monk (I should have guessed Joe would've known Leia from Ottawa!) and having . . . more food.
I am satisfactorally carbohydrated!!!