Yes I've actually been up since 10 am. The household went camping today and I didn't so, yay. House party at my place ;)

I'm supposed to go to to lunch with Darien and then we're gonna go shoppin for sunglasses and a ring for him cuz he keeps stealin mine. I don't feel like venturing out just yet tho. More coffee and a shower first.

Tonight is Ernie's bday thing. I dunno if Charles is gonna be there :P

There's been a lot of chats this week. Me and L were at Timmy's the other day for hrs and I didn't get home til 2:30. We were sittin in my car in the parkin lot, I had just turned on the engine and the radio, just about to leave when a woman shows up at my window. I saw her kind of as we were walkin to the car but I just thought she was goin to Timmy's or meetin up with someone cuz she went up to some car. Of course L is paranoid and freaked out about any strangers, even tho it's just a woman and she's decently dressed and looks nice and normal so I'm prettyyyy sure she's not some homeless crazy person, and we're in the BURBS. She was really nice about it, sayin "Excuse me, I'm really sorry to bother you..."

So she kinda surprised us cuz my car was makin its not so unusual rumblings and that's all L was sayin, "What's that noise? Is it supposed to sound like that?" I dunno, I think she was just bein overly concerned about my engine :P And I'm tryin to get the window down and turn down the radio while this person is at my window. (Later on I was like, fuck, I'm tryin to see what the lady wants and all you're just like, what is that? What is that? Haha) Plus I know in her head she was like, lock the doors! Cuz I'm sure of all the cars to jack, mine would be ideal :P And if the woman wanted to rob us, well...look at my car. Anyway, the woman said she needed to take the GO train to get to her mother but she didn't have enough money. Now that I think of it, it seems strange...maybe somethin happened, maybe it was a con, who knows. I only had like 31 cents in my pocket and gave her that so it's not like I care. I was like, sorry that's all the change I have and she's like, oh that's OK, every bit helps. So if she was makin the whole thing up, I don't think this woman by herself would be trolling for change from random ppl at 2 in the morning.

Yesterday was more of Darien. We played pool at Q's and went to Timmy's, after me and the girls went to the Rose & Firkin. He's goin to Montreal next weekend and I dunno if I'm goin with cuz of my whole work scheduling thing. If I go, then my Greyhound ticket is Companion Fare and I get 75% off and we'd be stayin at a friend of his so accommodation would be taken care of too.

Future Shop hadn't called me this week and since they took 5 days instead of 48 hrs to call me last time, I wasn't exactly concerned cuz they like to take their sweet time. Plus I didn't wanna be one of those ppl who called and they'd be like, we SAID we'd call YOU. "Why haven't you called me? What've you been doin? Is it someone else? Is it??" Hahaha.

But L and G nagged me to call them to make sure about it and I'm like, fiiine. I called them this morning and it was cuz they were changin operations and ppl were switchin locations so they're gonna fill in the new manager guy or whatever on Mon so they'll get to my business on Tues or Wed. Solved. Yeah, so I'm still not even gonna get to my paperwork til the middle of next week at the earliest. So I think I just might be goin to Montreal cuz I doubt I'll be workin by then.

The life of me up to this point. You've been updated. Have a nice day.

I got stung by a MOTHERFUCKIN WASP!!!

OMG me and Dar went out to lunch on Main St. and we could choose whether to eat out on the patio or inside. Inside - no wind, no sun, no bugs. Except not so much. We got to our table and I saw a yellow and black insect on my side of the tablecloth. I'm like, Dar there's a bee on the tablecloth! He kind of brushed the cloth so the bee just fell off. I'm like, shit where'd it go? He's like, it went on the floor, it's gone. I'm like, OK...but if it bites my ass, I swear! Cuz I was wearin kinda low-rise jeans so I could get bit between where my shirt ended and my jeans started (not my ass-crack, I'm not one of those raunchy girls).

OK, I was wearin flip flops. I KNEW I should've worn runners. I was even debating before we went out whether to wear my sneakers or the flip flops. I'm like, if I wore the runners then I'd hafta put socks on and it's kinda hot out and I can just slip the flip flops on soooo...flip flops. Such a big mistake.

We've ordered so we're just sittin and talkin when all of a sudden I feel somethin under my toes, like somethin buzzin or squirming. It was one of those times when you immediately know somethin's wrong, besides the fact that this thing was alive and moving and touchin me. I was panicky and I instinctively swung my leg out from under the table to see what it was and I guess I kinda pressed down my foot cuz the next thing I knew, I felt a sharp sting. I saw a wasp (I was told it was actually a wasp and not a bee...whatever the fuck the difference is, they should all die) on my flip flop still under my toes. I grabbed the wasp without thinkin and just chucked it out from my flip flop. I think I saw the stinger on my finger or it might've been a leg or somethin, I dunno. I was just in so much pain that that's all I was concentrating on. Holy shit, it hurt so bad. I've been stung before but only once when I was in grade school so I knew I wasn't allergic but I didn't remember it hurtin so much.

I was just in shock to what happened. The wasp was on the floor, writhing around half dead. I know somethin like a bee/wasp dies right after it loses its stinger, but I'm not sure if there was one at all or maybe I just crushed it with my own fingers when I picked it off my shoe. This nice old couple were right next to our table and saw what happened cuz I had abruptly pushed my chair back and yelled "OMG!" and kicked my leg out to the side of the table. They were really sympathetic and the man stomped on the wasp. Haha, thank you. Fuckin thing...damn straight!

The restaurant lady was really nice too and got me ice. I felt so classy sittin with my leg across my lap man-style, holdin a rag full of ice to my bare foot in a place of fine dining. Ugh, but you'd think you wouldn't be attacked indoors! Damn you, Darien...this is why ya don't go out during the day! You stay within the safety of your own home!

So yeah, it hurt like bitch. All my toes got numb that I couldn't tell exactly which toe got stung. Turns out I was icing the wrong one and it was actually 2 toes. They swelled up and got all chubby. Dar gave me an Advil he had on him for the pain. It had to be my drivin foot too! I had to accelerate with my big toe :P

That was a BAD experience. I tried not to let it ruin my day tho. The restaurant was nice! It was a real Italian place, the owner/manager/server woman was Italian too and very nice. We checked out all the lil shops on Main St. as I hobbled around. Then we stopped in Starbucks to chat cuz Dar had shit on his mind, as always. Long story short, we had some deep talk cuz he's one of those introspective, sensitive, intense types. I got to know a whole new side of him that he self-professes to keep from a lot of ppl. Sometimes a person just needs a new/different perspective. I tried to get him to see how I was seein things in his situation. It's like when someone thinks they're a failure or unattractive, or skinny ppl who think they're fat. I hate that. I don't understand it when ppl have this negative view of themselves and I honestly don't know where it's comin from. It's not an unusual thing for me to be convincing ppl to be optimistic/to think better of themselves/to stay/to go for it. Anyway, I think my words got thru cuz he's tryin to change his constant thinking-overanalyzing ways. I told him ppl can surprise you and he's like, you know what? They really can. I'm full of gems! Haha.

I Googled remedies for wasp stings and I read about usin baking soda or vinegar but they said it depended on if it was a wasp or a bee cuz it's base/alkaline/acid science. But I wasn't sure what it was so I didn't wanna use the wrong thing just in case. Plus I was skeptical about a simple home ingredient magically takin the pain away. Then I was just tired of it hurtin so I went and put a water-vinegar mix on my toes. It worked! Why didn't I friggin do it earlier?? Ahhh, less pain and I could bend my toes again. Then I slept on it and the next day, it didn't really hurt anymore and the swelling was gone. But there was still a faint pain, like a dull ache cuz it wasn't 100% yet. At least I could walk normally.

So that was me. This is why I hate insects. I shiver every time I think about that feeling of the fuckin wasp under my toes. If I see one or hear buzzing, I'm tellin you I will run screamin. I don't care if I'm bein neurotic or paranoid about it, I'm not gettin bit or stung again anytime soon if I can help it. No more open-toe footwear for the rest of the decent weather months, not til next yr!

We watched a bootleg of The 40 Year-Old Virgin so now I don't hafta watch it in theatres :) I think Dar and them are glad we saw it cuz they might've been gettin sick of hearin me say "I hope you have a big trunk, cuz I'm puttin my bike in it...Ohhohoho! YEAH!!" Hahaha.

Note to self: don't ever chug a Mudslide :S

Anyway, the weekend...Darien's bday was good times. We all piled into Pris' car on Sat afternoon and went to the supermarket to load up on food. We were minus L for the day cuz she was havin woman problems. We headed downtown and the 5 of us went into the Royal York to check into the room. We separated cuz we're obviously over maximum ppl allowed in a room so I went with Dar cuz he's my husband, haha. We went up and unloaded all the bbq stuff and our bags and the Hawaiin gear for the beach. We all had colour-matchin leis for our necks, wrists, heads, and even clips for our hair. We were one stylin bunch. L wasn't there so the pink went to G, which worked out cuz she happened to have on a pink skirt. And Al happened to be wearin a canary yellow zip-up so the yellow leis matched exactly. But the feathery petals made her look like a sexy Big Bird, haha.

Then we had to round up booze. We're like, hey we're right across Union Station and there's an LCBO in there. Sweet. We bought all our alcohol at a liquor store in a subway station, haha. I can't believe I bought such a big thing of Absolut Vanilla. I dunno how I'm gonna finish it but it'll take a while. Al and G spotted a DQ in Union and tried to get an ice cream cake for Dar but he saw and knew what they were up to but nicely pretended to help along and was like, what're they doin over there? I'm like, oh Al's probably pilin up some ice cream or somethin. He's like, oh maybe we should meet them back at the room cuz we're gonna be runnin late for the beach. I'm thinkin, dammit...but it's not like I can make up anythin else or usher him away cuz he already saw them at DQ. Oh well.

I was lookin at sunglasses in Union still and Al and them ended up gettin to the hotel before we did so Dar saw Al with a big box waitin at the elevators, haha. That surprise was officially down the tubes. Al's like, well we might as well just give it to you now! The girl who did the frosting writing on the cake had never done it before and they're like, how bad could it be? Haha, kinda bad but it was OK cuz we laughed about how to interpret the Happy Birthday Darien. The cake was the smallest size they had but it was still huge and we didn't have plates so we all just ate at it with plastic forks. And we busted out the ice wine. None of us had eaten yet for the day so breakfast/lunch was ice cream and wine, haha. Yesssss. Pris was like, I'm freakin starving! And she mysteriously appeared later with fries from Harvey's :P

We got all geared up to hit Centre Island and we walked to the Harbourfront to get on the ferry. We got a lot of looks cuz we were all in leis and matchin. More smiles than looks of 'what the hell' tho. It's a theme party, ppl...and yes, we're from here! We walked to the beach and had our bbq. All the colour-matchin cups and umbrella straws were out...and the coconut bra and the inflatable palm tree, haha. Lots of fun was had with those. Our spot was the bomb cuz we were havin our own lil luau.

We went in the water, skipped stones, took retarded pictures. Al and Dar had a showdown with the coconut bra and the palm tree as weapons, haha. They were circling eachother about to fight, it was like Gladiator. So funny. Then Dar took her down wrestler-style and slammed her on the sand while she tried to fight him off. You do not understand the scandal of the pictures we took. I'm talkin tabloid material, haha. Then fuckin Darien decides to take me out too and makes me fall flat on my back on the sand. OK, Al had already splashed me on the back of my white shorts in the water (I had my bikini bottom on under) so I had a wet ass. Wet ass on sand equals...a sandy wet ass! Bastards. And then they took pix of that too.

We left Centre Island at night and went back to the hotel. L was feelin better and met us in the lobby. We all ran up to her romance-scene style and hugged her. We chilled in the room, drank, caught L up on the day, showered. I can't emphasize on how metro Darien is. He has so many man-products, like more things than any of us.

The initial plan was to go to C Lounge but that changed and then Dar didn't know where to go. He wanted to hit the bar downstairs but it was closed for some reason, I think it was cuz of the Bhangledesh Festival happenin that night :P The other bar/lounges in the hotel were dry and dead or not for partyin (aka classy).

Then we headed out to the street cuz Dar wanted to celebrate at 12 am at a bar cuz his bday was technically Sun. We went to Casey's and had drinks and tequila shots at midnight. He got his shot free and a piece of cake too. After Casey's, we went back to the room. I don't remember the order of the events of Pris leavin and givin us a ride back from the parkin garage to wherever it was we were goin or me and Dar walkin L to her car and givin us a ride back to the hotel either.

Back at the room, we chilled for the rest of the night and watched some Margaret Cho comedy special on TV..."Is that an ice block? Hi-YAA!!" LOL Dar was originally gonna sleep on the floor cuz he's annoyingly gentlemanly like that. But it was his bday and he should at least get a bed so he ended up sleepin with me. OK, next to me. It was funny how Al was like, here I'll go sleep with G. Cuz...things...would probably happen if it was her and Dar :P

We woke up at 8 somethin for some reason and Al couldn't go back to sleep so she was bouncin around tryin to get the rest of us up. She was pillow fightin with Dar cuz she was apparently the pillow fight queen after takin down L the night before. I'm like, you idiots! Stop throwin pillows! I was scratchin the bottom of my eyelid when Al accidentally power-slammed a pillow that landed on my face. She was like, ooh sorry. I'm like, I was scratchin my eye, you made me poke my eye!! She jumped over onto me and was like, I'm SOOOO sorry! She did this about 3 times cuz I kept moanin about it. I gotta admit tho, it was kinda funny even tho I had a pink spot on my eyeball.

Dar had made it over to Al and G's bed so they were fightin it out and jumpin up and down on the bed so G came to my bed and was like, I'm goin where the crazy ppl aren't, haha. Things calmed down and we went back to sleep with new partners ;)

OMG it was jokes that day. All the hilarious shit is out of context of course...

"We need cheese!"
"Whenever Darien's goin down, I'm leavin."
"He's my uncle! WRONG WRONG WRONG!!"
"Right. Yes...I'll do that."
"Don't do my camera!"
"It ITCHES!"
"You kept touchin my ass!"..."Whatever, you came into my bed and you rolled onto MY hand!"

Check-out was at noon so we did our morning business and cleaned and packed up all our shit and booked. We went to Richtree (marche) for lunch and sat in some square outside near the Harbourfront. Then we walked around Queen's Quay and in the lil shops. Al and Dar were doin their own thing later on with some Shakespeare in the Park thing so we all took the streetcar to Union, rode it to Bloor, then me and G went home. I think it was around 3 or 4 pm. I didn't really get any sleep but I wasn't tired til the evening. Then I passed out on the couch for a couple hrs, haha. So that was Sat and Sun.

I got a voicemail from Future Shop on Fri about gettin the job but I couldn't get to callin them til Sun. They were just callin to say they'd call on Tues/Wed about settin up a day to do the paperwork anyway. So sales is commission, I've never done that before. And L says Communications is gonna be cell phones and cameras. I'm nowhere near an expert on those but if that's all they've got for me, whatever. And Evan her gay bf works in Communications, haha. I have a feeling actually startin this job will take a while.

Agh, aches and pain. Signs of a good party! But really, the muscles in my back and arms are hurtin. I'll post about Darien's bday later on cuz it took all of Sat and Sun too.

It's Labour Day and since Chris and J are back from Austin, we'll all be gettin together at Chris' condo tonight. I can't believe it's Mon and everybody's goin back to school tomorrow. And I'm not!

I got the job. They're offerin me a sales position in Communications. Dunno if I can do it but I'll try!

Ummm..that's all. Better post tomorrow. L8s