and then our exile

Well, Farooq has found out, so there's no need to keep it a secret any longer. i find it "amusing" how a bunch of the al-Ikhwan have absolutely no idea what's going on--we're supposed to be consoling Ph-R-D: where in the dunya does "what's up bois?" come from? Ya'nee, seriously?
Also today i tried imparting a passion of mine (namely, x-country skiing) to a bunch of people and the effort fell flat. Mneh. Boo to them. Also it was -20 and we were freezing, but still. Only MTony Sabri, Taka and Ph-R-D [] came: Z, M, U and K pleaded guilty and followed other exigencies. Still good though (except for their gibing, which was unnecessary. O_o). Warm milk with honey.

Last night at about 9.30 i started (and, a number of hours later, finished) Hesse's Demian. For some reason i'm fascinated by his tormented sensuality and movement for self-discovery. He's off on the wrong footing, of course, but still. The first time i'd read anything for "fun" in weeks.

Hmm. So, if you're in the university-area tomorrow any time after 12.30, let me know and we shall meet. iA.

(ps: i hear Shelby's speaking for iweek? Wednesday morning or somesuch?)