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I'm reading a paper about Toronto bloggers and the first person they review was me. They even have a picture of me: a letterbox photo showing just my eyes.

I read the article and it talks about the things I've written and how smart and funny my entries are. Man, I'm a great writer.

Now, I don't remember why I dreamt that dream but I do remember having this strong feeling that, somehow, as I drifted off to sleep last night, I was thinking about blogs. I've no idea why in the world I'd be thinking about blogs since I haven't blogged in ages, but there I was, dreaming about blogging. More specifically: dreaming about being recognized as an awesome blogger. Sham!

The sun came out to play today. I walked over to Davisville station today to sign up for the Metropass Discount Plan.

After filling out the form and paying, I was excited to try out my brand new card. But it was such a nice day that I decided to walk back to work. The card will have to wait for its inaugural swipe.

So the end of the day came, I walked over to the station and tried my new card.

Swipe. Oops, upside down.

Swipe. Beep beep beep. Push. Hmm. Didn't work.

Swipe. Beep beep beep. Push. Hmmmm. Didn't work again.

Swipe. Beep beep beep. Push. Hmmmmmmm.

Fuck me! It's still March and I'm holding the April card.