Strangers on the street keep smiling at me like they know me.  But they don’t know me!  Mind your own g.d. business, strangers!

I just saw Kurt Cobain out on Cook St.  He didn’t look too good, but on the bright side, he didn’t smile at me like he knew me.

Result: Kurt Cobain 1, remainder of Victoria’s population ZERO.

I shall have maca-chee for dinner to cure my jellybean sickness, as I ate cookies all day at work.