There was construction
The Inner Struggle
Drinks tonight? Hmmm, I don't know... unwinding around people from work... well, it's alright. What makes me uneasy is that I might unwind a l'il too much. What if I say something I shouldn't? Oh fuck it! I'm going, even though it's only people I don't know too well who are going...
Exhiled by the Sneaker Police
No, sorry, no sneakers. No, sorry, no baggy jeans. No, sorry, nobody under 23. WHAT? I thought the legal drinking age in this frickin' province was 19. Mnagement reserves the right to refuse entry. Sorry Ryan, sorry BAs with the underage gfs...
Guilt
A table surrounded by developers. Sam arrives mit fiancée. Geek talk. Peter's girlfriend lives in North Bay. North Bay?!?! Isn't that like 6 hours away? No, just 3 hours. I like to go there to snowboard. Will she move down? She better! Darn, let's all go to the Duke of mumble-mumble, we feel bad that we had to split up from the BAs.
Rob arrives
And my rude mouth blabbers, "Did you pay the cover?"
"Yes of course."
"Oh too bad, we were just leaving."
My stupid mouth, always the bringer of bad news.
Rob disappears *poof*
Exit, my apartment.
In the Bar
Sorry but the tables are full. I'll buy a round of drinks, says the nicest guy. I thought you didn't drink...?
Metrosexuality
It's the unanimous opinion of all at work that Ernie is that biggest metrosexual at work. He offers to go shopping with the gals anytime.
I used to dress better. Waterloo made a slob out of me.
Drunk laughter.
Irish music, the two Todds & the two loud-mouths
Vio-ma-lin, saxo-ma-phone, fid-a-mid-a-diddle, the Newf song. Todd 1 und Todd 2 - ach, the uncomfort. Recycle: GO Train catfight joke. The ones who said Todd 1 und Todd 2 = jerks. And one of them doesn't even drink.
Jas is drunk
An old man tried to pick me up on the GO train. I like the guys sitting at the other table. Let's go do shots. I want another drink. I found out a lot... but buzzed as I was, my mouth was clamped shut. I have pretty good self-control.
High School?!?!
Rohini was there. A fleeting hello did pass between us and then out the door she flew and the flock followed her. Remained just a select few. It was time for shots.
No, the baby!
"Oh, you're leaving Rob?"
"Yes."
"Wait, come do shots with us."
"No, I should go."
"Oh, come on! It's a group effort."
"I really shouldn't because of the (hand pointing towards stomach) baby"
"Hahahaha"
"I'm going to go. Why didn't we talk tonight?"
"Well, you know, you were sitting at a different table at all..."
"Well, we should talk more often. Come talk to me sometime."
"Okay, I will."
WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
What just happened? Is he? Isn't he? Did he just? No, it couldn't be! There were a thousand questions, a million speculations.
In the village
Delirium... true expression of my feelings. There was, as well, a scary sight. I'd rather not go into that though. The margarita rocked!
Construction
They'd dug a hole 15 feet deep in the ground. I walked in the direction of the blinding lights, the constant beeping of reversing vehicles. The wind had died, only a crisp chill remained. No cab tonight, it would be me under the serene moonlit skies. I gazed into the deep pit in horror. What if I were to fall in there and be devoured by maggots as my body slowly decomposed while cars whirred past above me? I trudged on, leaving the glaring lights, the consistent beeping, the bottomless pit. The moon smiled down upon me and the happenings of the night quickly faded into oblivion as I gazed up at the sky, mesmerized, Jorane persistently crooning in my ear:
Pour ton sourire, j'veux donner une belle bague, une belle bague pour ton sourire
Pour t'embrasser, j'veux donner une tasse d'amour, une tasse d'amour pour t'embrasser
Pour tes yeux et pour tes lèvres, pour ton sourire
Pour ton sourire, j'veux donner toutes mes nuits, mes jours et tous mes rêves
Drinks tonight? Hmmm, I don't know... unwinding around people from work... well, it's alright. What makes me uneasy is that I might unwind a l'il too much. What if I say something I shouldn't? Oh fuck it! I'm going, even though it's only people I don't know too well who are going...
Exhiled by the Sneaker Police
No, sorry, no sneakers. No, sorry, no baggy jeans. No, sorry, nobody under 23. WHAT? I thought the legal drinking age in this frickin' province was 19. Mnagement reserves the right to refuse entry. Sorry Ryan, sorry BAs with the underage gfs...
Guilt
A table surrounded by developers. Sam arrives mit fiancée. Geek talk. Peter's girlfriend lives in North Bay. North Bay?!?! Isn't that like 6 hours away? No, just 3 hours. I like to go there to snowboard. Will she move down? She better! Darn, let's all go to the Duke of mumble-mumble, we feel bad that we had to split up from the BAs.
Rob arrives
And my rude mouth blabbers, "Did you pay the cover?"
"Yes of course."
"Oh too bad, we were just leaving."
My stupid mouth, always the bringer of bad news.
Rob disappears *poof*
Exit, my apartment.
In the Bar
Sorry but the tables are full. I'll buy a round of drinks, says the nicest guy. I thought you didn't drink...?
Metrosexuality
It's the unanimous opinion of all at work that Ernie is that biggest metrosexual at work. He offers to go shopping with the gals anytime.
I used to dress better. Waterloo made a slob out of me.
Drunk laughter.
Irish music, the two Todds & the two loud-mouths
Vio-ma-lin, saxo-ma-phone, fid-a-mid-a-diddle, the Newf song. Todd 1 und Todd 2 - ach, the uncomfort. Recycle: GO Train catfight joke. The ones who said Todd 1 und Todd 2 = jerks. And one of them doesn't even drink.
Jas is drunk
An old man tried to pick me up on the GO train. I like the guys sitting at the other table. Let's go do shots. I want another drink. I found out a lot... but buzzed as I was, my mouth was clamped shut. I have pretty good self-control.
High School?!?!
Rohini was there. A fleeting hello did pass between us and then out the door she flew and the flock followed her. Remained just a select few. It was time for shots.
No, the baby!
"Oh, you're leaving Rob?"
"Yes."
"Wait, come do shots with us."
"No, I should go."
"Oh, come on! It's a group effort."
"I really shouldn't because of the (hand pointing towards stomach) baby"
"Hahahaha"
"I'm going to go. Why didn't we talk tonight?"
"Well, you know, you were sitting at a different table at all..."
"Well, we should talk more often. Come talk to me sometime."
"Okay, I will."
WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
What just happened? Is he? Isn't he? Did he just? No, it couldn't be! There were a thousand questions, a million speculations.
In the village
Delirium... true expression of my feelings. There was, as well, a scary sight. I'd rather not go into that though. The margarita rocked!
Construction
They'd dug a hole 15 feet deep in the ground. I walked in the direction of the blinding lights, the constant beeping of reversing vehicles. The wind had died, only a crisp chill remained. No cab tonight, it would be me under the serene moonlit skies. I gazed into the deep pit in horror. What if I were to fall in there and be devoured by maggots as my body slowly decomposed while cars whirred past above me? I trudged on, leaving the glaring lights, the consistent beeping, the bottomless pit. The moon smiled down upon me and the happenings of the night quickly faded into oblivion as I gazed up at the sky, mesmerized, Jorane persistently crooning in my ear:
Pour ton sourire, j'veux donner une belle bague, une belle bague pour ton sourire
Pour t'embrasser, j'veux donner une tasse d'amour, une tasse d'amour pour t'embrasser
Pour tes yeux et pour tes lèvres, pour ton sourire
Pour ton sourire, j'veux donner toutes mes nuits, mes jours et tous mes rêves
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