I'm going to look beyond the fact that my blog is a disaster right now and make an effort to post. Currently the best blog-rescue-people are on the job 24/7 to bring you back to the Shmemily blogging that you all love. And by people I mean me. Wasting time trying to learn html. If anyone out there has any help I would be most gracious. Ok. Back to blogging.

I had a great weekend. GREAT. Went up to Kingston to experience homecoming. And I'm insanely jealous we don't have anything like that in Guelph. Any day that starts with a pancake kegger is going to turn out well. Ha ha. And it just went on from that. By the end of the night various doors had been broken down, someone had attempted to ride said door down the stairs, a billion beer bottles had been smashed, someone had been hit squarely in the crotch with a bagel travelling at a very high speed, sugar had been lit on fire and thrown, and everyone was covered in a fine layer of purple juice crystals. And that's only the half of it. Plus it was wonderful to see Kyle.

They should have a spell checker on blogger. My spelling is atrocious. I had something else to say but I left the room to eat some grapes and forgot. Mmm. Grapes. I watched the Oblongs on the weekend. Really strange. Awww. My kitty just thought that the mirror was in fact another room that he's never explored before and jumped headfirst into it. Poor Zooey. Going to console him.

* song of the moment: Elliot Smith - Needle in the Hay *