Haha. I'm awesome!
After meeting Alice and Jessex at Fresh for dinner last night, I jumped on the streetcar to meet up with Court who was sick of hanging out in the sewing lab. Apparently blogging about a lack of plans leads to plans. That's Court's cat Gus. He's kind of the most adorable, yet ridiculous looking cat you've ever seen.
While Court and Jonny were putting their shoes on, I tried to catch them off guard by randomly pulling out my camera. (Okay, granted, me pulling out my camera in a social situation is far from random.) Within seconds, they sensed it and were posing. It's like they have a sixth sense. Awesome.
We met up with Ashley, who was there for her friend Marla's going away party. (Marla, I doubt you'll read this, but if you do, I hope you have an amazing time in Thailand.) The other Albertan J-School Jessica showed up with Kaydi.
I think this picture was taken to demonstrate to Alex Dodd, that no, my skirt wasn't that short. However, the picture itself kind of defeats its own purpose. (That's the other Jessica's decidedly feminine hand, just for clarification.)
Wanting to dance (so what else is new?) we met up with Julia, Dayn and Julia's brother Tom to head down to the White Orchid, but judging from the 8 cop cars outside we unanimously decided that a drug bust was about to happen. (How did we come to this conclusion? Really? Last night it seemed really obvious, but in retrospect, it was just purely random speculation...yet we were so sure of ourselves.)
There's something about this city that makes me never want to leave this moment in time. It seems to me like Toronto has this underlying energy and that if you can just figure out how to capture it, and how to harness it, life can be yours. But it's hard to figure how exactly to capture that energy. You bask in the company of others, not knowing what's going to happen around the next corner. You know that there's unlimited potential and excitement to be had, but you just have to find it.
Dayn thoughtfully considered where we should head next. We ended up going to 751, but couldn't get in because it was 1:30 a.m. so we ended up at a bar nearby. Coincidentally, we were sitting there for 20 minutes before we realized that Alice, Scott, Nick et al. were sitting only two booths away from us. Random.
And you don't quite know how.
Last night felt like one of those nights.
(Or maybe I was just dissapointed because I didn't get to dance?)