14 March 2006

King of Lies

You know how you always promise yourself, ummm....about Tuesday after a weekend of debauchery that the next one is going to be quiet and home-centric? I'm the king of that lie, and last weekend was yet another testament to my tower of lies.

Friday night, I was planning on staying at home, getting up early on Saturday and doing the routine run/gym thing. However, I got a call from Joe around 7:30 that our old friend Amber was in town and she was heading over to Swan's with Allie for a few. I decided to hike down there and visit for a while since I hadn't seen Amber in a year or so. One beer turned into numerous, and then we were off to Allie's place for some food and wine.

Friday night in tongues
Joe was already pickled - on the verge of out of control - and decided to pick up a few more bottles of vino. We stuck around Allie's place until midnight or so and then went home. But holy shit, did I ever feel like crap on Saturday morning. Went back to bed until 12:30. Finally got out of the house at 2:30, thinking the gym was open until six so I could get pumped up pre-Mardi Gras party, however it closed at four, so I decided to head down to Bongs & Such on Macleod Trail and check out their wares. Let's just say I had to get up to speed technologically with Ryan and Doug, who are lightyears ahead.

The boys started showing up around 8pm. Doug, Jeff, Calvin, and Raymond came over for a few pre-drinks. Everyone was in a pretty mellow mood so we just sat around, had a few beers and headed to the dance around 10:30.

Elevating
I was quite impressed with the interior decorating in Victoria Park Hall - quite impressed - but then the Different Strokes Swimming Club always knows how to put on a good party. AND THE DANCERS! Yowsa!

Hazy flutterboards
Lots of speedo-rific action. We had a lot of fun, but the party ended for Joe and I around 12:30, when we caught a ride home with Doug and Darren.

Buddies in bad hats

that fricking tongue again...

Could almost pass as professional...

Nice finale
Sunday morning was LAZY. I finally left the house around 4:30 for the Synergy Exec meeting at Cafe Beano - got a lot accomplished there, then I met Ryan at the Ship & Anchor for a few bevvies and then we went to his place to hang out for the evening. I was so exhausted and hungry later in the evening I was starting to get grumpy and wanted to go home. Ryan didn't have to work on Monday, so he got ready and went out cougar hunting after he dropped me off.

Belting out in the basement

55lbs at four months...

I was still exhausted on Monday and slogged through work, however the workout at Peak Power Monday night made me feel a lot better.

I went for a hard run tonight along the Bow to the weir and then circled around along Blackfoot through Inglewood back to Gulf Canada Square for a shower. I had to do some work testing once I got home, but I'm much better now.

I also picked up tickets for Joe and I for the Pete Tong show at Tantra next Wednesday. Sleep deprivation be damned - I'm going out to a DJ show! It's been forever.




Saturday and Sunday is the ISU World Allround Speed Skating Championships at the Oval. Tim was supposed to pick up a ticket for me, since the event is already sold out - I hope he did. We may have to curl twice on Saturday as well if we win our first game at 2:30, so I may not be checking out the gorgeous men in skinsuits until Sunday. We'll see how that goes.

And I'm looking forward to attempting another quiet weekend this weekend coming up....yeah right!

5 comments:

mrs the experience said...

Tell Joe to watch that tongue - he might catch something. Bad.

mrs the experience said...

Like bird flu.

The Experience said...

Joe has no sweat glands. Doctors gave hime a tongue transplant from a German Pinscher and now he sweats through his tongue. Reid is thrilled.

MB said...

I love that tongue....

The Experience said...

Toques can be permanent.