Hey all..
So I've come to the realization that for a guy with a ton of time on his hands, I really have been neglecting this blog. I'm gonna try to be a little more diligent.... bare with me.
So. Yeah. Goodtimes. I've now been unemployed for 3 full months. Wow. I know it's ridiculous to say, but I'm loving every god damned minute of it. I really am. Which is probably why I still haven't been looking. But I'm gonna get on it real soon. I had a heart-to-heart with my bank statement yesterday, and it's quickly becoming apparent that I need to get on this. So.. I'm thinking something in technical sales. Something that I can use my technical side in, but is also more people-oriented. In what industry and market are the biggest unknowns for now. But I'll see what comes my way.
The last few weekends have been.... intense, inebriating and most importantly, incredible. Might was well start at the beginning: my birthday. I turned 27 three weeks ago! Woot! On Friday we stayed in, got nice and tangly, played rock band and enjoyed a delicious 'birthday ham' lovingly prepared by ripii. Awesome. Saturday we went curling in the afternoon, followed by lunch and a visit to Dana and Matt to see how his ACL surgery went. Then on to Poncho Villas for dinner and over to Mike & Em's for a primer. That's when the birthday 26er of screech was presented. It all went downhill from there. A great day and a great night. My friends rock.
The following family day long weekend we had a slew of visitors to the capital. Denkia & Clayton came up to stay with us, Gloria & Nate stayed with M & D, and Al & Amy were at Steve & Ginny's. Crazy. So Friday night we go to a house party at our friend Chrissie's place, which is actually a manse (minister's residence directly adjacent to church). Friggin hilarious. Although I probably didn't mingle as much as I should have. Amy got served.... and "stay away from the guy in the red shirt" became the phrase of the weekend. On Saturday we all went for a skate on the canal in the afternoon. What a day we had. Then it was back to the house to prepare for the feats of strength to come: Century Club. Yeah.... binge drinking at its finest. In the end I managed to limp through it, though most didn't buy it because I went upstairs to "check the weather". I swear, I did not pee. Anyway, it was Amy who flexed her liver and showed everyone that low carb beer may just be a secret weapon. Also of note was the high level of rock band skills demonstrated throughout the night, despite mass intoxication. Anyway, it was an absolutely crazy night... it was just really, really great to have so many close friends in one spot. We topped it off with a late night call to Raymond to thank him for his tireless efforts on the century CDs. I don't think he was as happy to hear us as we were to talk to him. Funny times. A weekend for the books.
Which brings us to this past weekend. Now... you might think that in light of the debauchery of the previous weeks, we'd probably take it easy, right? Nope. Chris had Friday off, so we go for breakfast in the East end and then pay a little visit to surgery boy. The next thing I know a plan is hatched and we're back at our place in the hot tub, with a huge stack of empties in the snowbank by sundown. Oy. We head back out to Matt's for another couple and then it's on to kareoke at Puzzles. Steve, Chris, Boozane and I attempted some Beastie Boys as well as some Weezer, both of which I'm quite sure were terrible. Who ever heard of good kareoke singers anyway? In the end, Stacey and I had been drinking for neigh on 12 hours and the phrase "lets never drink again" was muttered more than once. On Saturday, Chris, Steve and I got our asses handed to us in shinny by a bunch of 10 year olds. That was slightly embarrassing, but also hilarious. On Saturday night we finally took it easy, had a bbq, played some rock bank and hit up some poker action, which Chris took the cake on.
So. Yeah. It's been quite a February. And in 3 1/2 weeks we're all taking a trip to NYC for easter weekend, which should be a blast as well. Never a dull moment, I tells ya. I think that's why I moved here.
On the homefront things are going well. My roomates are friggin wicked, my house is friggin wicked. It's all just pretty friggin wicked. I'm also curling now on Sunday's, which is awesome. I got picked up for an outside tournament this week as well, so maybe I'm showing potential! I'm still a lonnnng way from high school... but it's getting there. It's just great to be back on the ice again. I forgot how much I love this game.
Anyway.... that's my story and I'm sticking to. Peace.
