weekend was hectic. saturday morning we drove down there for his grandmother's funeral and then we checked ourselves into that b&b we love so much. discovered dubonnet and some other wine cognac thing. when i own a house i am buying a jacuzzi and that's final.
at the sex store the guy took out the silver bullet, turned it on, and asked me if the speed was good. i did not expect him to do that.
sunday we spent all day shopping. when you shop in mtl it is always always always power shopping. there is always so many things to see and because you actually see things you want to buy, you have to put them on as quick as possible, gauge them as quick as possible, buy them as quick as possible, because there's only six hours to shop on dimanche and about a thousand more underground stores to discover.
i am about to continue working on my blog feature for the skoo papah but just thought i'd check in and say hi. how are you doing, blogosphere? do you miss me?
probably not as much as my friends.
when i started the school year on thursday i was sad at how few people i knew; gazing around closed mouth at the gaggles of students talking to each other it made me jealous, i wanted to speak, i wanted to talk, i wanted to socialize like i was partying in 1999. then as the hours wore on i started bumping into people i knew, hugging others i hadn't seen in months, making promises to get together soon and knowing that it won't be an actuality until november at the earliest. god i suck.
at the skoo papah meeting i couldn't stop talking to people. it made me so happy, actually knowing people somewhere. last year around this time, i was so scared of all these same people and i just kept my mouth closed because i didn't know how to talk. this year is different. in every class i'm approaching somebody new, asking inconspicous questions like "is this cmn 2160?" even tho i already know it is.
back to the grind but, what's with french people and smoking?
