The Science Of Sleep... And A Lack Thereof

Friday evening Joseph, Rocky, Peter, Stephen, Scott and I went to see The Science of Sleep. It was very bizarre... Like lets get fucking high as a kite and go to the movies bizarre. I wouldn't recommend sober viewing, but Gael Garcia Bernal made things enjoyable none the less.

On Saturday, after eggs benny NED brunch with Joseph and Mandrew (Mandrew gets the Clubhouse and Flies), we went to the mall to check out the RED clothing at GAP - selling like hotcakes. We quickly learned that Stroll Saturdays are the new Frolic Fridays, formerly known as Walk Wednesdays. It's been quite a challenge keeping up with our boyfriend sighting schedule these days.

I picked up a bottle of cranberry business ( on sale now at your local NSLC while supplies last!) and made a quick trip home to pack my overnight bag - aka, I'm a well-prepared transient whore. Then I was off to the Hydrostone with Gilles for pre-party drinks. Marcus went to Rocky's to hang out with secret bf and the others. It's all very hush hush. Joseph and Gilles went to meet the Cunard crew and Scott, Benjie, Stephen, Scott and I headed to Lynn's housewarming party.

** a fantastic apartment /an incompetent dj / a kitchen full of scared straight people. Delightful**

Scott and I took control of the gaypod and recruited the kitchen dwellers to the dancefloor. Scott is dubbed "gay JT"given his crazy dance moves. Sara and Andrew joined us at the the table for casual drinks: on tour. We might as well have been in Andrew's kitchen. It's not like we broadened our social circle or left our perch all evening.

Love your tv. Love your sausage rolls. Love you, Drunk Lynn.

We left the party and headed to Menz Bar. - always a fun spot. After a drink or 20, sofa chatting with Scott's girls upstairs and a brief appearance on the dancefloor we headed to meet the rest of the crew downtown. No theme this week :( At Ref's Scott and I proceeded to bring raunchy drunk dancing back. Sorry to all those directly/indirectly affected by our performance.

Dancefloor Confessions/Highlights: Velour may make you sweat like a whore in church, but it'll get you plenty of compliments; sometimes a Hot Carl is just what you need to take the edge off; "Whitney" makes a guest appearance and demonstrates Bobby-like behaviour. Who is she? Clue: Her name is not Susan.

After making the WRONG decision (Pizza Corner) and a sleepwalk to Rocky's we drive back to the Hydrostone with Marcus and secret bf. Scott shows us How Not To Climb Stairs on our way in. lol Priceless.

Bed...

Hangover.

Groundhog Day: Eggs benny NED brunch. Yes, again. Afternoon activities consisted of a condo open house on Brunswick St. with a sneak peek at Jay Wells' backyard, lady porn, dock removal and Amanda's stew -delicious.

Life is hard. Especially on Sunday. Time for bed!