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The End
The mindless rantings of a filmaholic.
Trip to Guelph
Published on March 30, 2004 By
Phantom of the Night
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Life Journals
Last weekend I went to Guelph for Tink's formal. I'm not one to turn down a party, especially one where I get to spend the night with Tink. I spent Thursday night putting together a small movie for Tink, which I inevitably lost after my computer crashed (WHEN WILL I EVER LEARN TO SAVE!?!?!?), and left all of my packing until Friday morning. I ended up sleeping in past my alarm and showering and packing within a 20 minute timeframe. I almost forgot to pack my fancy shoes, but was able to grab everything I needed before bolting out the door. I ended up forgetting my good socks, and wearing me white sneaker socks, but thankfully no one cared. I spent the bus ride up doing some crosswords, which i never finished, and reading the Famous magazine I picked up on Thursday. It was nice to catch up on what happened to Sarah Polley, because I used to have a major crush on her during the "Post Avonlea" phase.
When I got there, Tink and I just melted together and spent the rest of the day sharing intimate glances as we walked around a Value Village, where we also traded info about our past toys. We eventually got ready for the Prom and headed upstairs for a pre-party drink. I've never really understood the purpose of a pre-party drink. I understand now, but I still insist that smuggling alcohol onto the premises and getting drunk AT the party, is still more exciting because you get the fun of hiding the booze.
We got to formal, and it was a little smaller than I had expected. The food was dismal. I could have eaten all of the food they put out without getting full. Since I spent all of my money on the bus ticket up, I was unable to purchase any form of a drink from the bar. I ended up dancing the night away with Tink, which was great because I seldom get to dance. My dancing is normally reserved for work where I dance with the broom as I clean. Tink and I just sort of clicked in the way that whenever we twirled away, our hands always seemed to be able to grasp each other and pull us back together. Throughout the evening, I don't think either of us was leading, or following. We just danced. We did some silly dances, and we did some dirty dances.
I was a little pissed off with the music selection, but then again, I've never gone to a dance, and been happy. I've never been to a dance where Classic Rock and Heavy Metal are the major players. I made some requests but they weren't answered. I did ask for some Zeppelin, and was granted a few seconds later, but I was given slow Zeppelin (Not Stairway), when I asked for something fast like "Black Dog" or "Immigrant Song."
I ended up drinking a lot of water, and eventually we left the dance with a bunch of other people. When we got back we told the others that we would meet them upstairs but ended up staying in Tink's room, and ordering a Hawaiian pizza. We started to watch Dogma but after waiting to see Rufus, we decided that enough was enough, and that we needed sleep.
We awoke the next morning and just lay together in the warm bed, until we were (rudely? I found it rather funny.) interrupted by AC and AT or ATTACK (ATAC), as I like to call them. If you want a good recollection of what happened, I would take a look at
Tink's version
of the events. I was in a morning blur, and just heard a key enter the door, and a sheet go over my head. The rest was just comedic history.
We eventually got dressed, went for breakfast where I had a waffle covered in sugar (syrups and powders), and sausages.
I got back on the bus to go home, finished reading about Polley, and that's about it. I went to work 40 minutes after I got back, and was fuckin tired throughout the entire 9 hour shift. I found out I've become addicted to Harvest Cheddar Sun Chips, and that it's easy to look like your working when you're actually asleep. Apparently, I can write while I'm asleep. Go Figure!
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