is the disappointing phrase I am forced to utter when playing a game the locals like to call - - cue the yellow flashy lights and the announcer voice - -"Do you mind if I guess where you're from?" Honestly, I don't mind playing that game. It is nice that people are paying attention to me, I just wonder why they always guess Canadian. Perhaps it is the red sweatshirt with a white leaf that has about 5 points that I wear around, or maybe not.
On another note, I'm really in the mood for a night out on the town with my girls. Imagine cosmos, the deep beats of club music and some frivolous and silly dancing.
I know you're with me - but this dance party is a solo one happening in my head as I walk down the street groovin' to Timbaland on my ipod shuffle. I think "it's cool if I skip and you notice 'cuz I will never see you again, and I'm the one skipping. Jealous?"
Cheers to Canada, my home away, from home away, from home. clink.
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2 comments:
don't you worry darlin'. we're going drinkin' just as soon as you get back.
...and then when you and Sharon are done drinking, we're all going out drinking again...and dancing. We musn't neglect the dancing!
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