Friday Night, it's time to write

Well at the end of another week. As I wend my way slowly towards leaving for Canada I gradually get more and more bored at work! It almost seems like my boss realises there's no hope for me now! It all just seems a little casual, which would seem to be good, but actually it's getting really dull, and it's encouraging me to do less and less.

Think pretty much all arrangements are done now for Canada. Lift tickets bought, accomodation sorted, plane tickets bought. even got the tickets for the privilege of sitting on a bus for 6 hours to Gatwick.

I think tonight I heard the best quote I've heard for a while though:

"I can't imagine people from the West Country having sensitive teeth. It just doesn't fit."

I'm sure it has some hidden meaning, but I don't get it!.