the crushy canuck

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CRUSHES

Wow. It’s hard work to manage all of these crushes. You are all so damn cute, funny, nice, sexy, sweet, silly, tasty…. um, I imagine anyway. ROFLSAIDTOOMUCH.

WORKING

I had so much fun yesterday doing a whole lot of nothing, buying my kid a new bike, lazing, dicking around on the internet, standing on my head, breathing, sleeping and testing out my bicycle bell. Sigh, this job is totally going to get in the way today, sorta.

CANADA DAY

I’m really excited aboot tomorrow. I mean, it’s not like we do anything really beyond herding the beaver, saluting the Queen, talking bad about the Queen behind her back, waving at the filthy Americans across the border, skeetshooting, bear trapping, dodgeballing and making sweet sweet love to the ghosts of Bob & Doug. (They’re both dead, right?)

CANADIAN SANDWICH

Even with all that do-nothing-ery yesterday I never wrote up who secured what role in the most awesomest band since RUSH. Oh right, I hate RUSH. Except Geddy Lee… he seems really nice in person even though I’ve never met him in person. But this is my task for today as it’s really quite important to Essdogg. He is great.

CANADIAN SANDWICH THE PHOTO

I still would really like to do a photo comp of Canadians (honoUrary and otherwise) lying in the grass. So either send me a photo (frecklyang AT gmail DOT com), post a photo here or remind me via link that you already have a photo (sniffy!) posted of you lying in the grass and I will ‘shop them together as my way of telling you all once again how much I love you and your love/tolerance of us Canucks.

OKBAI.