Not much fanfare to report, just me sitting anxiously by a computer with a less than reliable internet connection watching the clock move backwards. The verdict: Toronto.
The news was followed by an explosion of sorts as I developed a 24-hour stomach bug. Thankfully, I recovered. Likely the same cannot be said for the poor women who witnessed my demise on the way to the staff picnic. My sincerest apologies to her and thanks for holding my sawar kameez and scarf out of the loo and the chunder.
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HOW ARE YOU FEELING?!
well. i know all aboot loo stories.
errr.......YOU'RE COMING TO YYZ! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
(more importantly, my mum is asking me for the ten millionth time if you're going to take my furniture. (GROAN))
Well, you'll only be one plane ride away!
Sorry to hear that you were sick! Hope you're feeling better now.
Congrats on match day! Glad that stress is over now. We'll finally be in the same city again!
Congrats on Toronto - I miss you Dr. Jumah!!
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