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In the same store: tons of pastry. None of it vegan, of course. I didn't bother asking; all those glistening surfaces just yelled "I got egg!" at me.

Also: F trying to guilt-trip me into buying some of the aforementioned pastry with her. Actually, it turned out to be a cake. I can't, don't tempt me!

I would have cheated, but the only éclairs I found while shopping around bloorwest village were stuffed with whipped cream. What a travesty. I want my custard filling!

being dumb

I woke up, and forgot that I had two $20 tickets (including one in need of being scalped off) for Chomsky at 12:30. I even woke up early well enough to be there on time, an odd occurance for a Sunday. Fuuuuuuck. At least the money is going to SPHR. I'll substract it from my donations budget for the year. :P