EXHAUSTED
the weekend was uncharacteristically packed for me. i guess with rhonda being back and all i'll tag along to just about anything.
so friday i didn't manage to get to celebrities *sniff* but i ended up at the cellar. it was pretty laid back and much to my liking. i didn't get home till just before 7 in the morning and found myself quite disoriented with the daylight and not having slept yet thing.
saturday we lounged on english bay all day and caught a capoeira performance - if u've never seen this live it is highly recomended. laura and i are even thinking 'bout checkin out a coupla courses but it's itimidating. u seem to have to be in really great shape for something like this and yeowza these people were built like tanks - male and female alike.
http://www.capoeiraarts.com/
that night we were goin to the roxy but we ended up at tonic instead. i've never done this before! i assure u, quite unlike me. i've never talked to so many strangers before! i don't drink at all but oy can i ever act like i do. and tee hee hee - laura stole some guys belt. after that we went to plush and laura was pretty drunk by then. we had lost her as soon as we got there. i found her in the men's washroom. the night is always written off when someone gets that smashed! that and it was pretty dead. it was a nice place but they seemed pretty hurting for business. the z-95 disc jockey was there. he was on us right when we walked in and offered free drinks all around - even i had one (does this not just get stranger and stranger?!). he assured us that the place was really packed not that long ago. uh-huh
sunday we went for lunch at hell's kitchen on west 4th. what a menu! it was wasted on us since laura was pretty hung over and i think i'm comin down with whatever rhonda had and the rest of the day was spent at wreck beach.
so that in not so much of a nutshell is the new and improved reformed-me. i wore my bikini which has been collecting dust in a corner of my closet for years, i tanned, i partied, i drank and i'm ok. this must be a terribly boring re-tell of the weekend but it's a landmark for me. i woke up this morning not sure of who i am. i caught rhonda staring a coupla times just marveling at who i'd become. no i'm not ending world hunger or anything of significance but i'm living my life and havin a hellofa time. for once, it's really all about me.
so friday i didn't manage to get to celebrities *sniff* but i ended up at the cellar. it was pretty laid back and much to my liking. i didn't get home till just before 7 in the morning and found myself quite disoriented with the daylight and not having slept yet thing.
saturday we lounged on english bay all day and caught a capoeira performance - if u've never seen this live it is highly recomended. laura and i are even thinking 'bout checkin out a coupla courses but it's itimidating. u seem to have to be in really great shape for something like this and yeowza these people were built like tanks - male and female alike.
http://www.capoeiraarts.com/
that night we were goin to the roxy but we ended up at tonic instead. i've never done this before! i assure u, quite unlike me. i've never talked to so many strangers before! i don't drink at all but oy can i ever act like i do. and tee hee hee - laura stole some guys belt. after that we went to plush and laura was pretty drunk by then. we had lost her as soon as we got there. i found her in the men's washroom. the night is always written off when someone gets that smashed! that and it was pretty dead. it was a nice place but they seemed pretty hurting for business. the z-95 disc jockey was there. he was on us right when we walked in and offered free drinks all around - even i had one (does this not just get stranger and stranger?!). he assured us that the place was really packed not that long ago. uh-huh
sunday we went for lunch at hell's kitchen on west 4th. what a menu! it was wasted on us since laura was pretty hung over and i think i'm comin down with whatever rhonda had and the rest of the day was spent at wreck beach.
so that in not so much of a nutshell is the new and improved reformed-me. i wore my bikini which has been collecting dust in a corner of my closet for years, i tanned, i partied, i drank and i'm ok. this must be a terribly boring re-tell of the weekend but it's a landmark for me. i woke up this morning not sure of who i am. i caught rhonda staring a coupla times just marveling at who i'd become. no i'm not ending world hunger or anything of significance but i'm living my life and havin a hellofa time. for once, it's really all about me.
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