Drinking rum turned into going to Adam's to drink rum, which turned into going to a dub step show and dancing while drinking rum, and then getting lost in downtown Calgary. Where would I be without my incredibly good sense of direction? (answer: probably a ditch, somewhere in Calgary's South West downtown area, 3 dollars in my pocket.)
Friday night really ended my feeling of fleeting, inactive youth and so yesterday Cory and I had a night in with a bottle of wine, nachos, and Slumdog Millionaire. Today I spent re-reading Time Traveler's Wife in our sunny backyard, and I made another batch of bread. A very good weekend.
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