sadiq, elaha and yodit came to montreal last weekend for mine and nellie’s wine and cheese.
i always love it when my friends from toronto come to visit. they always just make me so happy. they bring with them thoughts of home, little comforts and ways of life.
we tried to go to distillery the night they arrived (friday), but there was a long, stagnant line, and we were all being obnoxious and sassy so we decided to go to a house party instead.
unfortunately, elaha found some pasta on the stove, proceeded to pour vinegar on it and ate a substantial amount. the host of the party later told us that the pasta had been left out on the stove for about three days, and elaha was ill the entire next day.
luke, yodit, sadiq and i went to eggspectations for breakfast on saturday at about 4pm. none of us ordered any eggs. we all opted for burgers. elaha was not present. she stayed at our apartment, incapacitated. apparently every time she ate anything, she almost immediately threw it up.
and then that night was our wine and cheese. i met nellie early to help set up and our visions came to life while we were decorating. her apartment was perfect for the shindig. the lighting was dim (candle light and a lamp draped in semi-transparent scarves) and balloons hung from the ceiling.
people started to arrive and everyone was dressed to the nines.
luke and yodit showed up without sadiq or elaha, which was kind of worrying. sadiq showed up later though, and elaha even later than that. she’d managed to drag herself out of bed, put on a suit and cab it just for the festivities. i was glad.
the party was fun. the cheese was a big hit and everyone looked classy and people were chit chatting and having a grand old time.
and then some old man came knocking on the door and threatened to call the popo.
but it was fun while it lasted!
my friend pukka let us know about an afterparty we could go to, so we brought our motley crew (me, yodit, elaha, sadiq, joffjoff, luke, clark and jared) right on over.
and then horrible, unspeakable things happened.
j/k, but let’s just say some of us (one of us) did some morally questionable things.
boys and their hormones, goodness me.
sadiq, elaha, yodit and i made it back to my apartment. elaha and yodit watched the strangers in luke’s room while sadiq and i fell asleep watching project runway and the face. the next morning we watched a couple of episodes of ‘barbie: life in the dreamhouse’ (which turned out to be maybe the best show ever) before they all packed up and left, leaving me sad and alone.
it was alright.
i distracted myself by doing some filming for tvmcgill. it was good. i’m no actor, but acting’s always fun.