What a whirlwind of activity!
A lack of sleep Thursday night/Friday morning handicapped me for the Friday night plan of going to see the Choir Practice. (But totally worth the lack of sleep.) I met up with Glenn (Glinn!!!) at the crepe place for a quick drink and chat about girls before heading over to the Railway. He'd never been to the Railway.
It was still early enough to get in and find a seat, but was filling up pretty fast. The Railway is notorious for late shows, but the first band (of three) hadn't started by 10:30, which was fine, but I was thinking I'd have to take a cab home if I wanted to see the Choir Practice, which I did. While waiting, we saw my friend Bruce and he had us howling within minutes. After catching up a bit with him, he headed off to the front while we clung to the bar.
A few songs in Ken T. made it in (he circled the neighbourhood for a while tryng to find the place; he, too, had never been) and we all talked while the band was playing. I never thought I would be one of those people... You know, the annoying ones that won't shut up when the band is on. But the Strongbow... It had its way with me.
Eventually we left and went to the Naam for some eats. After what seemed like forever, we started off to drop Glenn off. As he got out of the car, he said we'd make a plan to sing Songstar at his... unless we wanted to do it then. Ken T. immediately said yes. I had no idea what time it was, but we sang almost all of the songs he had and I kicked his ASS on all but the couple that I didn't know, and then came dangerously close to winning anyway. Then the talking started. I never knew boys could talk for so long. Eventually I had to get annoying on Ken T. to drive me home because he was in it for the long haul. The sky was lightening when we got outside. I looked at the clock when he dropped me off: 5am on the nose. Fuck.
I kept waking up, but forced myself to stay in bed until 12:30pm. A new record. I did nothing all day. Well, except finally getting sucked into Facebook for real. (I had been lurking, trying not to get involved with it, but it is a dirty whore that seduces even the strongwilled.) Eventually I changed out of my pyjamas and went to a house party.
The house party... Well, if you define party as more than 7 people (which some people do) then this was more of a gathering. I was late and I was the second person there. Low attendance made me stay significantly later than I intended to (it's hard to slip out when only 4 other people are around), but it was actually moderately fun. Guitars were played and singing ensued. I ate olive tapenade. Eventually I had to get out of there because a wave of exhaustion nearly knocked me out. I decided to walk from Cambie and 22nd to mine (about 20ish blocks). Post-rain the walk was lovely and relatively quick. I was home by 1:30am, but it still felt like I hadn't slept for days.
This morning I got up relatively early, around 7, and the phone rang just before 8. I'd talked to Jill about meeting up for sundaes today, but she remembered it as breakfast. No matter, she and Mark picked me up to head over to Commercial for breakfast at a place with no name. We decided to go for a coffee after (the music was starting to grate on the nerves at the breakfast place) and had a nice chat about book clubs. Jill asked me if I knew any books similar to "Heart of Darkness" and I asked why I was thinking of Bruce Campbell. She asked if he was in "Evil Dead" and I said he was. After a few moments she realised what I was thinking of: "Army of Darkness." Fine, I'm retarded when I don't sleep enough. It adds to my charm. But she did decide that would be a good thing to take to the book club because some of the members piss her off and she thought it would be funny to say, "Ya, so, I read Heart of Darkness and saw a lot of parallels with Army of Darkness."
I'm leaving in mere moments for a dinner party in N.E.Van which may involve forceable drinking of wine and eating a lot of lasagna. It's a rough life, this long weekend thing. Tomorrow I'm hoping to meet up with/plan for a date with Julia for sushi while she's in town and rendezvous at the J-hotdog stand on Burrard with Glenn if he can wake up before 3, which, let's face it, is doubtful. (Just kidding, buddy.)
Crap, I'm late.
Currently listening :
Steppin' Out/Very Best of Joe Jackson
By Joe Jackson
Release date: 22 May, 2001
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