- watched a very drunk dude play air-guitar and spill his beer on someone while trying to kick his leg over his head, then drop his pants and declare very loudly that he'd always wanted to get a blow-job while listening to Journey's "Faithfully"
- turned down weed offered to me by a very sketchy dude. Sketchy Dude then tried to convince me to take the weed by saying that it was laced with cocaine. When I was still (shockingly!) not interested, he stormed off, angry at these kids nowadays who just didn't know how to party properly
- found my way to Scarberia all by myself
- attended an estate sale and bought a killer coffee table, a gorgeous hand-crocheted table cloth, and a bottle of 1974 Canadian whisky
- ate great fish and chips at Duckworth's
- ate deep fried camembert, parpadelle with duck confit and shitake mushrooms, and tarte au citron at La Palette
- listened to Sigor Ross, recoiled at a picture of a geoduck, and almost stole a canister made of cinnamon bark at a-raw's 30th birthday party
- got up very, very early and very hungover to go to Ikea
- put together a lot of furniture
- ate taco meatloaf
- drank the Chardonnay I bought from the village of Chardonnay while on Honeymoon in Paris this April
- attended my first day of work and overheard the phrase "I can't have any pizza; I have this thing? I lack something? Wait, I remember now. I can't have the cheese because I'm a lactard!"
Labels: Family and Friends, Moving to Toronto
