Well, I just got back home. Had a drink with ![[info]](http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
eniran, cause she was feeling a bit blue, then went to dinner with Michel. I was supposed to meet the new lady in his life, but life happened while we were making plans and she had to cancel. Ate an obscene amount of really excellent sushi (I hadn't eaten all day and I was starving), then went back to Hurleys for some booze.
Talked a lot with Michel, it felt good to get some stuff off my chest. The more I talk to the guy, the more I realize just how important he is to me. I'm glad he's happy in love. Couldn't happen to a better guy. Went back to the office to get my laptop (and incidentally, show him a picture of raspberrysalmon). He agrees with me that she's quite beautiful, but those pants have got to go :D Played frisbee in the office for a bit (yes, there's a frisbee in my office – it's a long story) and then we headed off for a walk and our weekly game of count the hookers†. He won. There were 5 (though that last one is debatable).
Took a cab home, and now I'm off to bed.
Nighty night.
† The rules of count the hookers are simple. We predict how many hookers we're going to spot while walking on Ste-Catherine, between St-Laurent and Berry. Whoever's closest wins bragging rights.
…what a lovely way of criticizeing my taste in clothes… :D (yup, the glass is half empty!!)
although..
hm.
…”those pants have got to go”?
hmmmmm…
to quote the Bard…:
“There's a double meaning in that!”
*GRIN*
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…criticizing!
critty-sizeing.
whatever…
bah.
BAH. (no, no mittens!)
way too early.
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Ya know, I truly never even though about it that way but I must say, I like yours better :D And I'm just teasing about the pants :P You manage to make them work quite well :)
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no pants, no mittens, oh my :D
You haven't had your coffee yet, have you?
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Hee. I've played Count The Hookers, too. Though typically only here; they're a little harder to spot at either home.
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How many did you spot? And where did you end up going, finally?
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We spotted 12 at one point. It was delightful and, as people say when they're being well-meaning about Parkdale and places like it, extremely cultural.
More on What Where Who How in my post, as it seems to be a popular question.
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