After I got back to Toronto last weekend, I was tired, but ridiculously excited to see Alice, who had stayed in the city for Christmas. We've known each other for a year now.
We went out to Dance Cave for Mark P.'s 22nd birthday. Happy Birthday Mark! (Okay, I realize this is now a kind of belated blog post, but you know I love you.) I actually had a dream the other night that Mark P. was trying to market the "Mark P. drink." It did quite well. He was using myspace primarily to advertise. (I think we're too wrapped into all these technological social spheres.)
I couldn't resist giving Jeff intense scalp massages all night.
Brie came back from Amsterdam on Saturday. We hadn't seen each other since the start of June, when I left for Vanuatu. When I saw her again, I couldn't stop hugging her. We also held hands. And then she taught us to play this game called Long Face.
The goal of the game is to make your face as long as possible. This is more fun than it may look.
It's also impossible to look attractive while playing this game.
Lana also came over for the day and we went out for Mexican food.
Katrina came back home and decided to clean out her room from last term.
Which is when she found this:
Things aren't quite the same at China, though: Sasha has gone on exchange to London for the term. Long face has more than one meaning.