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vatine is apparently slowly making his way home. At last check, he wasn't sure if trains were running past Liverpool Street, so it may be a very swaying bus ride indeed from Canning Town.

The wind was fun a while ago, on my way back from the store. A swaying bus ride would have been a better choice, but hey, the wind was at my back on the way down there. *shakes head* By the time I reached an 86 bus stop, it was just as easy to continue home on foot. That may have been the most exhausting 2/3 mile walk in recent memory, but the bullroarer sound effects from the bags were cool.

Tonight we're having enchiladas, and I should probably go and finish the sauce.