Long Weekend

This weekend, Emily and Nate got married. I give the event four stars - the ceremony reflected their personalities and relationship perfectly, and the reception was a blast. The speeches weren't too long, and Emily's dress was absolutely stunning. This summer people my age started to get married; the next few years are going to be extremely weddingy. Free cake and booze for all!

For two nights before the wedding, I stayed with Colleen. She's doing the T-dot thing, waitressing and having a pretty cool time. Her house rocks - it's in a location convenient for downtown but not right in the thick of it, and her roommates are nice. Even better, there is no longer a cat there so I did not have to load up on allergy meds. Sadly, Colleen had to work on Saturday so we hung out Friday night for a bit, watching Deja Vu (not bad, really), then grabbed a nice breakfast at the charming morning glory cafe. I met Diane at Union Station and we were off to the Harbourfront for a little Caribana parade-watching. The crazy afternoon thundershower didn't dampen our spirits too much, thanks to Diane's umbrella - although they did give D-rock occasion to turn to me and say dejectedly, "it is literally raining on our parade." Too sad! Eventually the skies cleared, but by this point we'd seen enough glitter and feathers. We left the parade to do some dress shopping, clean out the Blue Jays store with Diane's gift certificates, eat and drink at the brilliantly named Overdraught Irish Pub, and report punctually to Evil Dead: The Musical. It is just an unbelievably awesome show. It is devoid of any subtlety whatsoever, and that is what makes it great, although I am sort of glad we did not sit in the Splatter Zone to get sprayed with fake demon blood. The ladies' room afterwards was a mob scene of women washing fake blood out of their clothes and off their arms and faces.

Monday I hitched a ride back to Ottawa with Katherine and Jordan. We had a pleasant drive back with Janet and Wulfric. The guys regaled us with tales of a former roommate, and we laughed our faces off. It was a good weekend.