As much as I love other people's children, I didn't really feel up to Montreal this weekend either. Instead, I went to Ikea and bought a futon and a bookshelf, thus making this my first night in my new apartment.

God, is it ever fucking cool.

Nice hardwood, more room than I realized (two bedrooms, two common rooms, who'd have guessed?), and yet with enough deficiencies to still make it humbling. The Elgin Street Diner is right out my front window, and n pubs and clubs are within two blocks. My liver may just never recover.

I'm with dria, I want to do as few work-related things as possible this weekend. I'm about to start a long term work project, and I need to concentrate on making my ulcer stop forming. I think that Planescape: Torment is an excellent example of such a diversion.