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Toronto, 2017.11.30

Cycle Toronto's staff and board had our Christmas/holidays/etc party tonight, out in the west end. With my abiding lack of personality and wit, I don't get invited to much (at least not twice), so it was fun to get out for once. I'd volunteered to bring snacks, so I went to a grocery store and got one of everything from the snack tray things they carry. The big hits: chocolate-covered almonds and gummy bears. The misses: pine nuts, corn nuts, and the figs (though they were 30% gone). I took the unpopular ones home with me at the end of the night.

It was also the first night since I started the green-light study about migraine treatment that I've missed my nightly time with those lights. I suppose I'm doing well, though I haven't noticed any lasting change, yet.

rand()m quote

Writing is a lonely job, unless you're a drinker, in which case you always have a friend within reach.

—Emilio Estevez