Ben's Reluctant Blog Post Count: 1 (Also my first attempt at a witty title - which seems to be a characteristic of blog titles, no?)

Well, shit. Here I am. Sucked into a realm inhabited by those who precede my era. That's right, I think Blogging is officially a sport for those in our sphere who can't quite find themselves comfy using facebook or msn. Yes, Megan, parents, anyone else, please, take offense. I've quit facebook, I leave my computer at home during the days, but yet again, I find myself consumed; minutes are dwindling, pages neraby remained unturned. Well, so be it. We'll give it a shot anyhow. Below you'll find a more positive entry (hopefully, that is (i haven't even written it yet).

The chase: I went to the Laundromat today, and I fell in love (Lindsay, in the odd case that you find yourself on this Clare family travesty, I fell in love with no other person, just machinery. and some noise). As I was saying, yes, the laundromat: a perfect combination of humming washers and dryers; the constant buzz of people folding what would in any other situation be deemed as their unmentionables and other such forths and hence worths. Indeed. I haven't been able to think so clearly in weeks - I should have been brainstorming about my thesis, father, you're right. Anyhow, I also managed to clean my clothes for the first time in two weeks (an added bonus of the laundromat).

Other mentionables:
- I haven't spoken to Jessie in weeks now. Does anyone care to post her phone number? Are we even supposed to call her?
- I mentioned to a few of you that Ryan (Lindsay's brother) broke his thumb at training camp in Edmonton - which really doesn't help him too much. I learned from Lindsay today that he won't be playing for six weeks. On the up-side, the team assigned 14 or 61 odd players to other teams today (essentially cut 14 players) and he wasn't one of them. He must have impressed in his first few days.
- I should go now, the lundromat is closing, and I'm out of quarters anyhow.

Ben.