2003-12-14 - 9:08 p.m.
last night i stayed out til 3am.
we drank hypnotiq (which looks like windex and costs a fortune but tastes fantastic) and mocked colleagues who made out on the dance floor. it's funny how when you're in a city you might think you're completely anonymous but in reality: you never get away with anything. this one guy was making out with cora.
cora, who we later were introduced to, was the sloppiest chica in the place. she was doing that can't-stand-up-dance where you sort of think it's a good idea to playfully start stripping. but you're in public. and you're intoxicated. so you don't look very... coordinated. or sexy. poor cora. not only did her man of choice (colleague) get a rousing whoop of applause from our table during the make out sessions (he didn't know we were there) but later in the night someone asked the dj to announce a congratulations to him on his very special night. what kind of assholes do that kind of thing? i guess the easiest answer would be, my kind.
today i bought a sexy dress at le chateau. last time i was in a le chateau was against my will in montreal while shopping with some old friends. sad state of affairs. but the dress is sexy. i wanted a audrey (kathryn? hehe) hepburn dress, and gloves. this will do nicely, though.
snowshoes brought me to the river valley today for some ice, snow, animal tracks, various poop, and good conversation. new years resolutions will undoubtedly include something about "doing that (and *various other activities, ahem*) more often"
the floor is open for other activities...
|
