I know I've been MIA the last while. Really, I'm not sure what to tell you. It's not like I've been doing that much, but it feels like I haven't had a whole lot of extra time. Whenever I'm on the computer I wind up doing my online classes and/or doing online research and/or responding to discussion boards for class and/or reading through the mounds of emails from my department. It's good times, all around. I'm getting sick of my computer.
But enough of that. Here's a little update of my goings-on:
Last Thursday I think I saw Tangiene. Is that right? Yes, yes I did. We went to the Vet's Hall on Main for Sara's birthday. I'm still having sleeping problems so was tired; Tangiene was as well. We stayed for an hour or so, long enough for me to have a disappointing Caesar and for Tangiene to mention she likes big cocks, and then she dropped me off.
Friday I went for a couple drinks with Christine and her CBC boss at the Railway. Gosh, I love drinking at the Railway. I know there's a reason I don't go more often, but I'm afraid it's only a dumb one, like lack of money. FYI: if you want to guarantee that I'll agree to meet up with you, say you'll buy me a beer at the Railway.
Saturday I was feeling deadly (I'm going to blame a lack of sleep again; it's a good scapegoat, but, really, my tummy hurt, though not from booze, I swear) and called in sick. I wanted to stay in bed all day, but instead had to get ready for the Jack & Jill party on Saturday night. We went to a Greek restaurant and by the time we finished eating it was after 10pm. We went down the street to the Legion (my idea; Chris and Charmaine are both members, and Chris' mom is a member of the one we went to) and, at the door, I overheard a few guys say, "I wouldn't go in there. It's karaoke night." Haha. How bad could karaoke night at the Legion be?
Well, pretty bad, actually. The karaoke host was drunk and surly, hogging the machine and not letting anyone else sing. He did sound a wee bit like Wayne Coyne, though, which was frightening because he wasn't a good singer and made me rethink the Flaming Lips CDs in my collection, but sounding like someone doesn't mean they can or can't sing. And the people he did let sing were easily the worst singers EVER. Granted, there were only about 16 people when we got there, but still. The host's system: put the 10 or 11 karaoke discs on a table and let people look at them. There wasn't anything I wanted to sing (which is saying a lot), but my sister found an N'Sync song that she busted out. Imagine my surprise that my shy, sober sister actually kicked it boyskool. It was pretty hilarious, but I wanted to scratch my eyes out from the contacts and the lack of sleep and the achey tummy... I went home around midnight. After getting a recap of the remainder of the evening, I'm glad I got out when I did.
One of the more rational bridesmaids told me on Sunday that they decided to go to the Biltmore. For those out of town, the Biltmore is a scummy hotel bar mid-city that is frequented by raging alcoholics, gangs, women without teeth, and my friends when they're drunk enough. The only times I've ever been to the Biltmore have been with Charmaine and the fear was overwhelming. So apparently the party (about 10 of them) all went to the Biltmore, somehow collecting a guy who bought them drinks at the Legion. One bridesmaid noticed that the guy had two guns in his waistband and so she wouldn't go in. So the others asked what was up and she quietly mentioned the guns. So finally the one friend went up to him, patted him down, and asked, "Are you packing heat?" The others made him go into the alley and put the guns in the friend's bag before they went in. In the couple hours they were there (not sure what they did because the recapper just said she was terrified until 3am) the cops showed up 6 times. Sure dodged a bullet with that one.
Sunday was Word on the Street at the library. I went into work early to set up and work the VPL table. I wound up taking Roch Carrier ("The Hockey Sweater") to the VIP room and had a little chat with him. He was lovely and so kind with the most endearing demeanor. The only other thing of note was watching a few songs by Duplex!, despite Nardwuar's attempts at taking over the show by talking for close to 15 minutes when introducing them. Gah.
The rest of the time was spent worrying about school, but that isn't news so I won't talk of it again.
Really, I'm hoping things improve once the wedding is over this weekend. We're supposed to leave tomorrow morning, but I haven't heard from the drivers to make plans or anything, so if they don't call or pick me up I guess I'll be drinking the wine I bought for the wedding couple alone in my light pink dress this weekend. I will let you know what happens. The bridesmaids have changed plans again and are now coming back on Monday, the day I said I couldn't come back because I have to work. Hopefully I can catch a ride back with Charmaine's brother. Both Charmaine and Charmaine's mom informed me he would, so we'll see.
Today is my grandparents' 70th wedding anniversary. Please send good thoughts their way. My sister & bro-in-law and my parents are there for it. Luckies.
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