Eskimos win the Cup

Well the weekend has finally ended, and wow what a weekend it was. As I already told you friday was great, with the hockey game and all. Saturday, the day after turned out to be a melancholie day. I went to the Blue Goose Dart league at Dickens pub. The usual suspects Ivor, Chris, Gerard, Lenora, and Al were there. I did not play that well, and only managed one victory from the lot. But I did learn a new dart game called bow tie, I will tell you about that abother time. I managed to suck back a few beers and get myself into one of those funks. I then went straight from darts to Crush. Now I have been pretty good with the 'only drinking on fridays thing'. But on Saturday I was in one of those 'sit at a bar stool, listen to the jukebox, and drown my sorrows over a few hefty pints of beer' moods. Luckily I was not the only one, in such a mood. I loaded the jukebox up with loonies and Kat and Linsey both offered up a nice selection of depressing tunes, and we all sat their talking about nothing and getting pleasantly numb. However, it was not long until Jenny showed up, and she kept me company until it was time to go to the play. The Manchurian Candidate, was a bizarre play. I didnt like many of the players chosen for most of the parts. The play seemed too cluttered, and busy. There were televisions spitting out images, and sound bites all over the place. It was like a quinton terrentino movie, on stage. It probably did not help that I was pretty much pissed out of my tree before I ever arrived. Strangely enough Gavin (the pianist from Campbell-Stone) was there with a friend. I am sure he was laughing at me for being so drunk. He was especially surprised when I showed up for church the next day, all bright eyed and bushy tailed. Good thing I went to bed early on Saturday. Church yesterday was ok. I picked up Meghan from the NW and gave her a ride. We had a good chat about things, it does not sound like she enjoys bible college, and will hopefully be going to the University of Alberta in January, but she will see. It turns out the college hooked her up with some pretty sheltered american students. Both of which are like 19 and have never even been allowed on a date, without a chaperone. Needless to say, Meghan has been biting her tongue, for most of the school year so far. After church it was home to make my chili for the Grey cup. I also baked a banana loaf, which turned out great. The game was awesome. Although all of us were guilty of hoping Jason Maas would start, and when it looked like we were gonna lose, we were insulting the shit out of ricky ray. But it turns out we had nothing to worry about, the Eski's kicked ass. After the game was over, I went and picked up a friend, who came over for a movie. I baked some chocolate chip cookies, and we watched Memento. (Damn does that sound gay, I really need to get out on a tear soon lol) Anyway, the movie was seriously fucked up,and I recommend it to everyone who likes a good mental roller coaster. When the movie was over, she walked home in the cold haha, and I went to bed. And all I want to add to that is, Thank-you for coming over,you have somehow made hanging-out cool again. You are the first person, in a long time, that makes me feel comfortable, just doing nothing. You Rawk ;)