A dagger through the sphincter of Toronto

Whoooooooooa, it's been a little while. To end the cliffhanger from last week (which I'm sure you have all been waiting on the edge of your not-so-easy chair for), I did not steal the remainder of Subway girl's half-eaten sub, although it was a sore struggle, folks.
In other news, I have finally recovered from a terrible bout of insomnia that I have been suffering from for a bout a few weeks now. Although last night's sleep was neither terribly long or refreshing, I fell into dreamland after only a half hour of pondering which sleeping position was comfiest. This sleep is important, as lack of sleep and overall exhaustion was leading to me becoming quite snappy with many people (including significant other!)
I stayed home sick for a long time over the past few days, I really needed. Sunday I had a sore throat, so I figured I'd stay home from work in order to heal up quickly and be ready for the week. Monday came and I felt great, and monday evening I was invited to the pub up the road to have a beer or two with a few friends. Well, a beer or two quickly became a beer or five, as these things are wont to happen, and the next morning I woke up feeling like someone had duct taped a pillow over my face. I literally could not breathe for all the mucus clogging my nostrils and phlegm squatting in my throat like it was a cheap hotel. Just an all around terrible feeling folks. So I spent the next two days lying on the couch, watching and consuming a delicious medley of chicken soup (obviously from a can) and M*A*S*H. And you know what? I'm feeling a whole helluva lot better now.
Splendid.
Moving right along, I am somewhat fucked in school right now. I am moderately certain that I failed to recent computer assignments, and a paper I'm handing in today is no where near as good as it could be. The paper thing is not completely my fault, as it was based entirely around reviews of articles, and the website from which I had to pull the articles decided that I was not a high priority on it's "I want this guy to pass" list.
More exciting news that you don't care about, I'm going on holiday!
Self payed and sexy, that's right folks, all the way to Cuba with my old lady and some friends. How excited am I? This is looking to be pretty damn radical friends. Seriously, a week spent getting fried (not high, sunburned!) on a beach. And drinking (yes, alcohol). For those of you who have not been to Cuba, they have a beer called Crystal which is just damn good. It's just cheap stuff, but let me tell you, lying on a beach and drinking either Cuban Crystal beer, or coconut milk? Nothing quite like it.
Anyway, I'm going to go because I can't think of anything else to waste your time with. Your period of time wasting by reading this blog is over for now. Go live a life.
Back to you, fuckers