trying to find a place to go dancing in this city is brruuutal. well, at least it was for me, the roomie and the new bffffff. we all had VERY different agendas though and very different expectations. surprisingly, for all that i'm a hard-ass, picky mofo, i'm the most flexible out of them all. we got turned away from one place because i was wearing running shoes (which is probably my ONE sticking point: i really resent some lame club stuffed with 905ers telling ME how to dress. like, i'm sorry i'm not wearing head-to-toe aritzia and stilettos so that there's no physical way for me to outrun some lame-o computer programmer/investment banker looking to roofie me). then we tried a bunch of other places: too long a line, music isn't good, cover is too high, etc. etc. the new bfffff basically just wanted to be able to do the bump'n'grind and get some action and the roomie basically wants to be able to hear "it takes two" for less than 5 dollars in a club that's full (but not too full) with no dress code and no line. c'est impossible!!!
i saw a cute boy but as per usual he had a short weaselly friend cock-blocking him. what is WITH short boys with a touch of the chatz (those who know, know) thinking that talking obnoxiously is working for them? p.s. dude, you're not funny. now let me get my mack on.
last night's dinnie was fun fun fun!!! i'm bummed my fam missed it, because we went to the park after dinner with my friend who moved in upstairs (AWESOME!!!) to play frisbee and they were having a "summer solstice dance" in the hockey rink at withrow park. it was a bunch of kids dancing to a dj and there was a beer zone and everything for the grownups! my niece would have had the best time. boo. in other news, holy s**t: chocolate pudding pie is my new demi-god.
sunday breakfast is going to be a cheddar mushroom omelette (fritatta) with toast and an apple-cucumber-carrot-ginger juice. today me and the boy are going for a bike ride through the city and then it's dodgeball playoffs and then dinner up in markham for my grandparentals anniversary. busybusybusy.