March 21, 2005 - 12:39 p.m.

Finally! I can POST! This diaryland thing is getting harder and harder to post on, what with all the delays and such since the servers are getting overloaded... It sucks because I have so many entries chronicled on here and I cant just start another blog...I'd lose all these ones! Whatever..

I am back from toronto! And I am here to give a detailed account! Because I think I said I would..

The cast:

Lara: Me
Jo: My long time friend
Andra: Jo's good friend
Matt: Our internet friend from out of province.
Chris: A cute friend of Jo and Andra's

March 17th, 2005:

I leave the house at 9am and pick up some ingredients for a dish my friend Jo was making. The drive is uneventful. I make good time. I arrive at Jo's apartment and meet her slob of a roomie who is such a packrat she cant even sleep in her own room because her bedroom is FULL of shit. She just sleeps on the couch. Those TLC shows could teach her a few things about not being a friggin slob. We made Lasanga (sp?) which was quite good and went to visit Chris, a friend of Jo and Andra's. Chris took us to an on campus bar for St. Patrick's day, and I actually drank beer. Jo hated beer so I had to drink all hers too, and I had a Long island iced tea. I was buzzing at this time, and after a good dance session and french fries we headed back to Chris' place with his roomie and his ex girlfriend to play poker. I had a vodka there too. We stayed over there (because I wasnt fit to drive) and left in the morning. Jo got zero sleep because she was flirting and chatting with Chris all night. I told her to stop forcing herself on him.

March 18th, 2005:

We get back to Jo's apartment after giving Chris a goodbye hug and prepare for our trip to Toronto. We shower and dress in clean clothes and go over to Andra's to help her with her stuff and then we set out to the bus station. We board the bus (which I didnt think was that horrible...but Jo says they suck) and have a nice ride to Toronto, completely wired with excitement and anticipation of the big city and all the fun it could possibly bring. We arrive at the bus station, looking for Matt. He said he'd meet us here...how will we know what he looks like? What if we mistake him for someone else and hug this complete stranger? I didnt want to spend a day of my vacation in jail, so I chose not to hug.

"There's Matt! Hey Matt!" Andra shouts and Jo freaks, looking around wildly. Of course he wasnt there. Andra was just playing mind games. She does this twice and I crack up both times because Jo is so gullible.

"There he is! Finally!" I just give Andra a level look. "No! Lara, dont look at me like that! There he is. Lara, stop!" So I look and lo and behold, Matt is there in his fedora. We know it's him. The fedora proves it. With his guidance, we manage to make it to our hotel and we crash there, happy to have arrived in one piece. The hotel room is small but it's perfect for our needs. After a quick trip to the liquor store, Joanne passes out after being up for 48 hours and Matt, Andra and I stay up uber late, watching porn on showtime. We watched a guy being wrapped up completely in cling wrap and duct tape. How is that arousing? Freaks...

March 19th, 2005:

Matt gets up early (he slept over. We snuck him in. We are so bad! LOL). He goes to his sister's place to clean up and we all agree to meet at the Eaton's Centre (this HUGE mall) at noon. I look at my watch. Nine o'clock. No prob. Im ready at 9:20. Andra is ready at 9:45. Jo is ready at 10:00, 10:15, 10:20, and finally for real she is ready at 10:30. (All those other times were "wait! I forgot my eye shadow" or "Shit, I forgot to put on underwear!" No joke, she said that. She actually DID forget underwear.)

We finally get to walk down Yonge street. I see this wonderful store and we all go in to try on clothes. We all buy shirts and I bought the sexiest shirt of all. We go to the mall and eventually meet Matt and we all shop for hours. The mall is huge. I am in heaven. Jo gets her ears pierced and Matt buys a silly shirt for the clubs (it says "I need another beer"). We take pictures of all of us sitting and hugging at the large fountain. On the way back to the hotel Jo spots a sex store and we all go in and see all the variations of sex toys. That was hilarious. In hind sight, I should have too pictures of the sexy beanie babies and the largest dildo (it was bigger around than my wrist. We measured it.)

We go back to the hotel and crash until it's time to get ready for the clubs. Once again, I am ready in 20 minutes. Jo takes me aside and tells me I need bedroom eyes so that took a little longer... But we finally get to go out. We meet Matt's sister, who is such a nice woman! And her apartment is fantastic! She tells us that the club called Lot 332 is hot and we should go there for a good time. We tried, but they wouldnt let us in because we were wearing sneakers. Jo declares that they are racist and we walk down the street, looking for a new club to go to...ANY club.

"Hey, ladies!"

Jo and I turn to see a kid with business cards in his hand. "Yes?"

"Wanna go to Lucid?"

Jo and I look at each other, devious smiles on our faces. "Damn right we do!" And the kid hands us a coupon for $5 off the cover there.

"We can come in right? I mean, we can wear our SHOES?" Jo says to the bouncer, who just smirks at her as he lets us in.

Lucid was a happening joint. The music was loud and the bass rocked. There were dancers and the drinks were expensive... Matt bought us each a drink. He's such a gentleman.

All the while I was watching a cute guy standing alone, people watching. I am shy, so I was working up the courage to approach him (tho I doubt that would have happened in his lifetime or mine) when Jo decided to do it for me and he promptly high tailed out of there. Andra and I cracked up. Jo will never live that down. There was another guy checking me out but Jo scared him off too. I told her to not help me with my love life again. Hilarious memory.

Eventually after a lot of dancing and people watching (I can people watch for hours) it was time to go home. Matt calls a cab and we get this Indian guy who must have been on a cell phone with an ear bud in because he yapped constantly in Hindi for the whole trip. Weird.

At the hotel I immediately crawl into bed and sleep. Everyone else stayed up but I didnt mind and neither did they.

March 20th, 2005:

We wake at 9am and Matt hides in the room while we go down and smuggle up free muffins and danishes to feed him. As we get ready to leave, Jo annouces she forgot something and walks back in and steals a few towels, washcloths, and shampoos. I still have a towel too. We are such criminals :D. We check out without a problem and catch a cab to the bus station. The cabbie is a nigerian man who speaks philosophically about power and prestige and god. Jo thought he was creepy but I found him fatherly and fascinating! Matt sees us to our bus (after Jo takes one last picture of Matt pointing at the pigeons in the bus station). We each give him a huge hug, wishing him a safe flight and board our bus. The ride home was rather quiet but in a content way. Finally we are back in Jo and Andra's city of London and we part ways at a busy intersection with Andra. I wish I had hugged her goodbye but my arms were full. We board our own bus and head to Jo's and get ready to drive home.

On the way we got a little turned around and take 3 hours to get home instead of 2 but in the end we arrived safe and sound.

So it was a fabulous weekend and the memories will stay with me. We plan on doing it again, or possibly go on a cruise, which is something I have long dreamt of doing!

"I bet you he cant cram that in there..." - Matt was watching a guy shove something in the trunk of a car from the safety of the hotel room. I thought of something else tho. Im a dirty girl ;)

Having the times of our lives,

Lara

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