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It's spring! No, really, the calendar says so! Now if only it would just STOP SNOWING. Whatever, it's above zero, and therefore I am declaring it to be the end of winter jacket season. *poof* Begone!

I really want it to be spring, because I am having inexplicable urges to be outside. Inexplicable, because no-one is more of an indoor cat than me. Still, I want to go walking, or running, or even (god forbid) buy a bike or rollerblades or something foolish like that. I want to sit around in parks, go for picnics, go to the beach -- all those things that are never as much fun in reality as they are in the imagination. I want those 5 days of real spring that Toronto gets (which at least is better than the one day of spring that Montreal gets) and I want them NOW.

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sallym, I think someone's been eavesdropping on us! Monday Report just suggested Hockey Night in Canada be replaced by Porno Night in Canada. It's still not as good as Sally and Rachel's Canadian Celebrity Makeout Hour, though.

Also, as soon as Rick Mercer said "cherry blossoms" I knew he could only be in Victoria. And now he's ranting through Beacon Hill Park! Aw.