When the week starts, you’re usually able to eye your dayplanner/PDA/collection-of-beer-mats-with-appointments-blurrily-scrawled-on-them and plot out your course for the week like you were slaloming down a hill with élan (meaning ‘grace and ability’, and not the ski brand necessarily…I think mine are Head…no wait…they are Elan. Huh. That’s lucky.)
The past week had me scrambling all over the place and looking for coverage for my absences. With being in Ottawa for spots at Absolute, the prep for the Ottawa Comedy Awards Roast, and finding out the Toronto Star had something to say about me, it’s been a bit cah-razay.