Two ENTIRELY unrelated things:
Subject Number One: I ate breakfast at a restaurant in Pike's Market (Seattle, Washington) today called Lowell's. It's an amazing place for breakfast! So, if anybody ever has the chance, I suggest it. I sat at the bar and watched people bustling about in the market below. What a VIEW! It's great, etc, and so on, but on to the next subject.

Subject Number Two: A friend of mine, who dearly enjoys playing games, decided to use an email with my name, just to see how long it would take word to get back to me. Not that it's actually my real name. It's a pseudonym, as is my name on this site. That's not the point. Moving on:
I will not name names. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. I know I just moved recently (and come to think of it, I should reset my location), but I WILL fly back there, prance right into Starbucks and carve "TEAM EDWARD" into your ever-spastic @$$ with my Cullen family crest ring. And I know you're jealous that I have one. An expensive one. Finish a bloody novel for once and you'll actually be able to afford one. Oh yeah. And live on your own cash.
(P.S. To Whom It May Concern: The person in question also knows right well that I'm just Joshing him) However, I can also thank this friend for emailing me the song Fatal Fantasy, composed, I believe, by Oswin Mackintosh. And now we come to the point of how it got back to me that he was using my name: HE ACCIDENTALLY USED THAT EMAIL ADDRESS. SMART. VERY. INTELLIGENT. If Jon were alive, he would punch you [EDIT: in the head]. That was an update. Thought I should at least explain how I found out he was playing the prank. --smirky--