Had a rather crazy week in
Toronto, supposedly with the purpose of looking for a
place to live in September. Somehow, I ended up looking at
one place and spending the week drinking with gay men in
fun glasses. Where, oh where, does the time go?
Dancing at El Mocambo last night. Ride back to Ottawa with a stop at somebody else's family reunion on the way. Too many awkward smiles in order to secure ride home. Free food from the buffet taken while everyone watched family videos of Uncle Keith in a thong. Mission completed.
Has anyone seen my shoes? I can't seem to find my shoes. I'm always losing my goddamn shoes. . .