*Pauses to gain her bearings* Whoa. I return. It has been an intense, brilliant, and fantastic stretch since Thursday evening and I am here to share a snapshot of all that with you.
The Advocate, Ship Sharp, and I vowed to OD on one another this week and I fear we did not come close. I mean, it would take an awful lot to OD on those ladies -- the addiction still rages as I'm sure it does for them. (I mean, heck -- we all know how suave I am, right? Right? Oh, no, serious, no need to close the Internet window to this blog. Or to delete me from your bookmarks, I promise.)
Let the epic account begin:
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Mission: Deck the halls of the Ship residence.
ETA: 7 pm.
Crew: Ship Sharp, The Advocate, Miz Moffatt.
Right, so.... we did not reach our target goal of injecting the Ship home with holiday cheer. But there was a festive platter of desserts courtesy of Metro. OH YEAH. And there was a rockin' hors d'oeuvres dinner orchestrated by Ship Sharp herself. Now, to give us the benefit of the doubt, we DID attempt to set up a Christmas tree. However, a vital piece of the base was missing. Without a strong foundation, you've promised yourself a disaster filled with silent, sharp slivers of decorations under foot. Mmm hmm. So, we ate brie instead. And watched hilarious commercials and clips of Billy Bragg on YouTube as any good person should. And gossiped until 12:30 AM despite the fact I had another full day of work ahead of me. I'm a badass, I know.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Mission: Own the world at bowling and Torchwood jokes.
ETA: 7 PM (Given the horrible traffic congestion)
Crew: The Advocate, Ship Sharp, Nuova Amica, The Advocate's Sister and Her Boy Toy, The Silent Dudes, Miz Moffatt.
It was a nice cross-cultural evening on numerous levels. Our initial goal was to introduce our Nuova Amica to Canadian slang and the world of bowling. (P.S. -- I got the name "Nouva Amica" from an online translation program, so I apologize to Italian-speakers if that term is entirely wrong/awkward.) N.A. is visiting the Great White North on a bid to refine her English skills. I mean, what better way to solidify your comfort level with a foreign language than visiting a place where you MUST rely on said language? She's fluent in English, but there's always slang to learn and verbal ticks that classes cannot teach.
It was an epic hour of bowling insanity. I learned that I am quite decent at the sport despite the fact I haven't been to a bowling alley in years. I could even get the pro-star spin on it. Granted, there were numerous gutter balls for the entire Crew, but overall, we did fairly well. And nachos with beer always manages to improve an unfamiliar game.
Other highlights include:
- Interrogating the Boy Toy and determining his intentions with The Advocate's sister
- Attempting to build conversations that would include The Silent Dudes (who remained silent, as their names would suggest)
- Subjecting ourselves to the WORST episode of Torchwood ever written. Oh, evil carnivals and carnies who want to dehydrate people. Fifty points to Ianto for the memorable, "I'VE GOT IT" scene. I love an episode with plot holes to spare.
- Navigating a conversation with Napoleon, a late arrival to the evening. Hmm.... quite.
Saturday, Saturday 5, 2009
Mission: Acquire sushi and subject selves to The Infected of 28 Days Later.
ETA: 7 PM
Crew: The Advocate, Ship Sharp, Miz Moffatt.
AT LAST -- the ladies have chilled chez Moffatt. In the entire decade I have known these girls, I have never had them over to the house. That's what you get when you live in a completely different town from ALL your high school friends. But, the world is now balanced and stable.
Started the night off with a beautiful meal of sushi, bento boxes, and other Japanese delicacies. Serious, I need to get myself back to Japan for the food alone. Also made my first ever purchase on my first ever credit card -- I covered the dinner bill. *Beams* I know, I'm a late bloomer in all aspects, including financial. And heck, I like to turn everything into a memorable moment so I will honour this credit with a treat for close friends.
Oh! And also got the rundown of a successful first date that The Advocate went on. Thunder Cats t-shirts and Torchwood references among other admirable traits? Ship Sharp and I approve. Am definitely looking forward to more gossip on that front in the near future. *Giggles like a thirteen-year-old all over again*
Arrived chez Moffatt later, was attacked by the Sister's dog upon arrival. Oh, Ruby -- she's a basset hound and full of spunk. She was quieter than usual which was impressive and confusing all at once. Brewed some tea, stole some cookies, and holed up in the basement for an evening of 28 Days Later. SO GOOD. I love that film. I usually can't tolerate thrillers/horror films/startling movies, yet I am on good terms with The Infected. Had an excellent discussion about mind-fuck movies and novels once the end credits rolled. Also did a touch of Facebook stalking and Plenty of Fish swimming for a good chunk of time. Turned in at... 2 AM? Possibly later? We are intense, I know.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Mission: Drown in breakfast delicacies and British treats, laze about on a Sunday afternoon.
ETA: ALL DAY.
Crew: The Advocate, Ship Sharp, Miz Moffatt.
We woke up at around 11:30 AM and didn't greet the world until 12:30 PM. I am impressed since I am usually up and about at 9 AM on weekends. Perhaps sleepovers in the basement induce a higher quality of sleep? Ah, nothing is sweeter than a slow-paced, relaxing Sunday spent with friends.
Headed out to a local breakfast joint and arrived just as the first meal rush was leaving. OH breakfast. Not only was it delicious, it was also productive. The Advocate and I swapped two different kinds of Eggs Benedict (she had brie and mushrooms, I had asparagus and Swiss cheese) -- we both managed to dump one of them on the table, eggs side down. *Shakes head* At least we were equal in our destructiveness. Ship Sharp settled on a lovely platter of poached eggs and fresh fruit with cottage cheese. Mmm..... breakfast heaven.
As for the productive aspect of breakfast, we managed to plot out the structure of a group blog that should be launched in the near future. Our creative energies have aligned and our plans/plots/goals are eerily similar in scope. More to follow once we're up and running...
Finished the epic weekend with a surprise trip to a British store I know of. I figured it could be the symbolic first step toward our trek to the British Isles themselves. Bought Scottish tea and a ton of treats, poured over their expensive collections of British television classics and films. Ah, to be in London -- the craving is expanding on a daily basis. The store only helped to whet the appetite....
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So yes -- it has been a tremendous stretch. I am all tuckered out and in a state of calm reflection. I have a head all filled with ideas and energetic potential. And heck, the support of like-minded individuals is only fueling the fire to explore and create an even better version of myself. I know I gush endlessly, but I can't conceal the truth -- I know some amazing kids and it's only fair of me to voice that admiration.
Here's to another gorgeous Sunday and another week of plotting while on the clock at work... *Devil horns*
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