I’m thoroughly exhausted. A fuchsia crescent pierced the sky tonight, and filled the sky with crimson clouds. Time for some orchestral pop noir romantique.
I went to the Royal Oak on Friday with quite a few people. Drew told everyone a choda story, his choda story, in fact, which just happened to be the most hilarious thing I’ve ever heard. I was quite glad that Aaron couldn’t make it, or he would have suffocated from laughter spasms. Unfortunately, I’m afraid that any stories I’ll hear from this point on will, at best, be irksome in comparison.
Saturday, Sunday, and Monday were spent hanging out with Aaron during his time off. Much table tennis was played. We watched Brotherhood of the Wolf, which was a decent movie, due mainly to the satisfying action scenes. The slow motion effect was used much too profusely, but there were some drop-dead gorgeous actresses throughout the two hour movie. We also watched Brain Candy with it’s rather random humour. I enjoyed watching it, even though it was the third time around for me, but I’ve always been a big fan of The Kids in the Hall. I only wish that Trolley was with us so that he too could have bathed in the spasmodic glory of their humour.
Today was spent at Mooney’s Bay with Tom and Mel’s group of friends in celebration of Canada Day. I had a chance to meet Aaron’s cousin, Ellie, who came from Edinborough, Scotland to visit. She had a nice, thick Scottish accent and tells me that there are quite a few Chinese people there with the same inflection. I might be heading out to a club with her and Aaron next weekend. Mooney’s Bay was greatly relaxing, aside from Ivana putting me on the spot with her intrinsic questions. I had the opportunity to catch up on some reading before throwing the Frisbee around.
And now, I need sleep.