Ahh...I am once again reunited with my long-lost goose avatar :-).

On a bit of a sad note though my room mate has begun drinking more and more and now I've just discovered that he bought a HUGE bottle of gin and just a few minutes ago I peeked around the corner and discovered him pouring himeself a glass of it (not that I was spying - I'm just a concerned freind).

Now I feel guilty and concerned because it was me who started this whole thing when we were in the store a few weeks ago and I opened my big mouth about getting a case of beer. Also, I am quitting and I don't even want the stuff around me anymore as a temptation or otherwise.

Gosh, why does life always present us with some sort of crisis?. (:

- GreyGoose