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From sea to sea to sea, we celebrate Canada Day. West coast starting in no time; east coast started three to four hours ago.

I feel compelled to note this, because I am a proud Canadian. Our country has done a lot of right things globally. And that makes me proud. Our schools help raise a lot of great kids who grow up to become nice and righteous young men and women. You can meet many of them in shops and restaurants, where even just occupying a low position, they are pleasant and helpful, showing great self-esteem and work ethics. Our diverse society is full of intelligent, articulate, and humorous individuals. You may encounter them in the media, in a newspaper's letter-to-editor section or a radio station's phone-in programme. Their voice helps steer our governments to the right direction though it is not always successful. Our media tend to be efficient and objective, playing an important role in keeping Canadians informed about their country and the world. This is not to say we do not have our problems and ridiculous aspects; we do. But on this special day, I would like to focus on our merits and what make us proud.

"It was so freaking hot yesterday that even virtual sex got unduly interrupted."

Hopefully this will become classic someday, ideally way before this phase of climate change is over.

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I am very happy that Obama won the US primary on the Democratic side.

Meanwhile, I have to add that the self-righteous remarks of the head of the US National Organization for Women (NOW) infuriated me. Yes, there are men who are not ready to see a woman to be President, but there are also a whole bunch of people like you who are predisposed to vote for Ms. Clinton! Yes, I understand your frustration and other feminists', but I think you'd better open your eyes wider to see what is wrong with Clinton's various positions and rhetorics before and during the electoral process! Then there are some stupid ways in which her campaign was run. Her experience? Her experience is her liability, too; if you ask me! You and she have blind spots!

Have to deal with this to a greater extent later. Watching her talk on TV annoyed the hell out of me. She made it sound like there were some dark conspiracy or foul play when there was none.

Today, I swear, without a holy book (don't have one) and to someone else's God (again, don't have one myself), that, from now on, I shall use goddamn yellow smilies much more often in my digital communication with whomever.