2007-01-17

like having sex at grandma's

It's my birthday this weekend, so Paddy and I are going out of town. One of his old roommates is having a surprise 30th birthday party on Friday, so we're heading up to Davis for the night. We thought that we might be driving another old roommate of his back to the North Bay. I wanted to do something special for my birthday anyway, instead of going back to the city, so I thought we might go to a bed and breakfast. I like the thought of it--but I'm not so sure that I would like the reality. The reality is, it would be like trying to be sexy in your grandma's parlour. I looked at them online yesterday and realized that going to stay in a foofy room full of victoriana would be really lame. He had the same impression while trying to make reservations and agreed that not only it was the last place we would want to have sex, but it looked boring besides. He said he'd just take me to breakfast, which is better anyway, since I think at these sorts of places, you have to get up at the crack of dawn with the rest of the elderly. So we're going to stay at this goofy hipster hotel that has gnomes everywhere and meet Di for drinks. It'll be great.

Tonight we're celebrating my last day at this place with beer and bowling tonight. So that should fitting.

xanthium at 11:02 a.m.

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