I left my heart in San Francisco...

...actually, that's a lie. I left my phone at home. Which is why I'm going to spend my lunch hour retrieving it.

patchworkmind? Did you send me another e-mail about the ItAS Affair? I got home late on Saturday night and vaguely remember (ie: probably made it up because I'd had two Guinnesses at that point) getting an e-mail from you. Maybe it was a dream. I might have also gotten an e-mail from Wilhelm II regarding my participation in an all-girls log-throwing tournament. These things have a tendency to slip my mind.

Tally-ho, then.