Hugs, not drugs

It's pretty cool when someone comes up and just randomly hugs you. I must be doing something right.

We talked about drugs in the RA/PA class today. The drug-sniffing dog was there for a demonstration at the end, but during the rest of the time, he pretty much just wondered around trying to find something. After a while, he hopped up into a chair - which he barely fit in, as he's a German Shepherd.

Life is going well here in the land of Oz. Can't really complain much. So I guess I'll go a week without doing so. Sorry to disappoint those who look forward to my weekly rants, but ... eh ...