Sorry this has taken so damned long to post!

So, a few weeks ago, I was asked a puzzling question via texting by the one and only angelchan_2004: Wolves or Panda bears? Confused, I chose wolves (although I managed to discover that this was something to do with a gift, which was so sweet I actually teared up). About a week or so later, I received a huge box in the mail. I opened it, and discovered this:



Well, the one on the right - the one on the left was the first one that she gave me. I've named this plushie Grape or Grapes (I can't choose), to go alone with my fox named Carrot.

As you could probably assume, I love Grape(s):



And I love Angel for gifting me with Grape(s) and cheering me up so much <3. You are a wonderful friend!

This year, my sister Jen and my dad were clowns in Toronto's Santa Claus parade. I was able to take some pics as well as get them on camera, which is awesome. Everything is under the cut. Enjoy!

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Here's that Milo post I keep meaning to put up.

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Nim at her finest.

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I took these ages ago, but I still want to share them.

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Nim post!

First, have a video!



( Next, some pictures! )

Lots of snow lately. I always forget how Mississauga has mass-quantities of snow from January to March and sometimes April, before dying out into annoying puddles designed to give all feet trenchfoot. And yet, even in admitting my memory fail, I still marvel at people who are still screaming at the sky and clouds over the weather.



In other news, I'm tired. I couldn't sleep last night for reasons unknown, and when I was woken up at 4.30 by my dog's tiny bladder, I had trouble going back to sleep, and once I did, I had trouble waking up. So now I'm in this hazy stupor than I can't shake out of. Why does this happen to me?



Now I'm hungry and don't know what would be safe to eat. I'll just default and probably get some soup. I'm cold.

That's all I've got.

Lots of snow lately. I always forget how Mississauga has mass-quantities of snow from January to March and sometimes April, before dying out into annoying puddles designed to give all feet trenchfoot. And yet, even in admitting my memory fail, I still marvel at people who are still screaming at the sky and clouds over the weather.



In other news, I'm tired. I couldn't sleep last night for reasons unknown, and when I was woken up at 4.30 by my dog's tiny bladder, I had trouble going back to sleep, and once I did, I had trouble waking up. So now I'm in this hazy stupor than I can't shake out of. Why does this happen to me?



Now I'm hungry and don't know what would be safe to eat. I'll just default and probably get some soup. I'm cold.

That's all I've got.

This is apparently what Mississauga meteorologists think is two centimetres of snow:

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This is apparently what Mississauga meteorologists think is two centimetres of snow:

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