Wacked out Wednesday

What a wednesday, full of crazy ass phone calls, weird random calls from random 905 and 705 numbers hamilton and peterborough, crazy crazy stuff. Then topped off the night with a lil two fools on stools are undy. You know its been a decent night when you'r returning home at 8:30 am well done. One more sleep then I am off to Texas for a week.

Tuesday could be everyday

If only everyday could be a tuesday... started great with a random visit to see friends onset, then there was the game.
Oh the game, what a fantastic game, and reminded me why I enjoy watching hockey, the game had it all and most importantly the team I was cheering for won, which means my friends left town happy which is all I could ask for.
Great game, great friends, and a great time.
Post game wonder to Wide Open, where not only did we see out everyday friends, but also had the chance to meet two great new friends, solid solid time. Played some sick Megatouch set a new word safari record lol, went to Underground for just cold old chilling with great great people, even met a Trailer Park Boy, don't ask me which one because I don't watch the show, but I know his real name so whatevs. I would like to thank the thrashers for some great hockey, and tickets, and meet and greet after the game, as well Danielle the beautiful blonde bombshell bartender for treating us to pizza, and to the folks at the undy that let me loiter :)

Monday that wasnt ...was

Monday was a day of catch up and relaxation, haha I hate catch up and relaxation...
so I talked all day on the internet, went tanning, had a visit from an old friend in town for a sporting event. Then the night began and ended but never really got going. Geoff and I watched the Hills and the aftershow, together at separate locations as the show ended we were ready to hit up our favourite spot on King. Apparently on this monday night it was only about 10 peoples favourite spot and 6 of them work there. Still a good night of music from two in the pink, with guest CC, and they played Lovers In A Dangerous Time, a favourite of mine. Shockingly enough it was a seemingly uneventful evening.

So Sunday Night I lost my marbles

So sunday night I was out on the town enjoying another evening of shenanigans, probably was one of those nights, I just should've stayed in, you know after a really long weekend, out until 6 am sunday morning, onset and working sunday by 10 am, and barely watching the Grey Cup, because you cant keep yourself awake. Well that was my sunday so I probably shouldn't have decided to go out to the bar. When I did however it was mad insanity, a bar that is normally steady on a sunday night was ram-jammed with drunkeness, a staff party for a chain of pubs. I am talking falling down stairs, dry humping your co-worker and walking around in bare feet drunk. All was good and laughable until a love interest comes in, and preceeds to basically ignore me, because he actually had no clue I was sitting right beside him and starts telling me guy friend that he is in lust with my girlfriend, ya that burns as always. So I'm already a little bit upset, but then he is litterally hitting on other girls while leaning againist my bar stool, that I can handle too, but then Jessica loses her marbles, when he starts dancing and grinding with a bartender for a local bar, who is cousins of his friend from university, and then drives her home... moral of the story being dont lose your marbles over a dude thats name sounds like a stage name