The Gonq, Seals, and FIRE!

It is freakin cold in ottawa, especially at 7:04 in the morning, which is when i have to catch my bus. I then sleep for a half hour, or watch the old people mutter to themselves. The other day there was one man who became very agitated whenever the bus stopped moving. Im not sure where a probably-homeless guy needs to be so urgently on a thursday morning, but his distress lightened my ride a bit. I too, like grant, am a horrible person (but probably to a lesser extent, what with the not-so-mild racism and all).

There is this guy in my class, hes quite a strange kid. Hes very nice and everything, and hes actually really good with photoshop, but he will believe absolutely ANYTHING you tell him. Without question. Today at lunch in the extremely overpriced Gong caff, somebody made an arrested development reference about Busters hand being bit off by a seal. The rest of the conversation goes as follows:

Strange kid: that will never happen to me, i've never even seen a seal in real life.
Cool chick: well you're never completely safe, sometimes they can swim up your drain and bite off your hand in your bathtub.
Strange kid: LIKE OMG! THATS INSANE! OMG IM ONLY TAKING SHOWERS NOW!
*end scene*

I know that sounds made up, but i promise you, THAT, ACTUALLY, HAPPENED. I was going to say something about "no wait, its not seal, shes thinking of walruses" but i was laughing too hard.

Well i think ive rambled on enough... for anyone who reads my facebook status, im trying to figure out how to get an artificial fireplace in my room, ill keep you updated on how that goes. but expect a christmas card with a picture of me and a ferret in silk pajamas (the ferret not me) sitting infront of a roaring hearth.