Weekend Snippet 1: The Dichotomy
Okay, I'm actually kinda busy today at work... but I have much to post about from the weekend, so I'm doing it in stages.
First off, Friday night was a very cool night with two of my friends who live great distances coming to town. Unfortunately, while they share first names (Andrew), they don't have ANY mutual friends besides myself, and so I had to divvy up my time.
Having crossed more time zones (5) coming from London, and having seen him less recently, Oakden won for dinner. He's also moving to Tokyo in 6 weeks, and for the duration of those next 6 weeks will all be back in London, so I'm unlikely to see him again soon.
Anyway, this also meant an evening out with my high school friends, who are, on balance, a little more civilized than some of my other groups of friends. I was late, and actually missed dinner (stupid work), but we then went up Yonge St. to Yorkville, stopping for a drink along the way, and more drinks at the Bedford Academy.
By around midnight or so, I figured I should slide over to see Titus, who was also doing a One Night Only performance in Toronto. In the span of an hour and a half, I had more than doubled my total alcohol consumption for the entire evening, and we ended up getting the hairy eyeball from the staff for not politely leaving as soon as they'd like.
Anyway, my point was to illustrate an interesting difference in "oh, cool, guess who's in town!" reactions...
1. Go out for a nice dinner, catch up.
2. Get shitfaced, catch up.
But you know what? I have exactly no issue with either situation. In fact, I enjoy that I can choose between two such arrangements depending on mood.
First off, Friday night was a very cool night with two of my friends who live great distances coming to town. Unfortunately, while they share first names (Andrew), they don't have ANY mutual friends besides myself, and so I had to divvy up my time.
Having crossed more time zones (5) coming from London, and having seen him less recently, Oakden won for dinner. He's also moving to Tokyo in 6 weeks, and for the duration of those next 6 weeks will all be back in London, so I'm unlikely to see him again soon.
Anyway, this also meant an evening out with my high school friends, who are, on balance, a little more civilized than some of my other groups of friends. I was late, and actually missed dinner (stupid work), but we then went up Yonge St. to Yorkville, stopping for a drink along the way, and more drinks at the Bedford Academy.
By around midnight or so, I figured I should slide over to see Titus, who was also doing a One Night Only performance in Toronto. In the span of an hour and a half, I had more than doubled my total alcohol consumption for the entire evening, and we ended up getting the hairy eyeball from the staff for not politely leaving as soon as they'd like.
Anyway, my point was to illustrate an interesting difference in "oh, cool, guess who's in town!" reactions...
1. Go out for a nice dinner, catch up.
2. Get shitfaced, catch up.
But you know what? I have exactly no issue with either situation. In fact, I enjoy that I can choose between two such arrangements depending on mood.
posted by Iain @ 10:53 AM
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