I was standing there, on a street corner in Vancouver, watching all the girls walk by in skimpy clothing under the bright blue sky.

This is the life, I tell you. I've never been happier.

Afterall, being single is not the worst thing in the world. Unless if you're a priest. But let's not go there.

There's nothing much to write when I'm happy. I'm still hopelessly romantic in certain quarters, but you know about that already. No need to repeat myself.

It's almost ten in the morning. Time for bed...