Where did my weekend go?
I think I had both days scheduled as Lazy Sundays. I know that the week before I had talked to my friend Phil about going down to St.Kitts, Niagara Falls in an attempt to go across the border into the US and buy a carton of ciggerettes, then smuggle them back into Canada without paying the duty costs. I think we would have succeeded but he wasn’t too sure. We also didn’t know if we were really going, even though I had slated to grab the car.
Well I’m pretty sure Friday night I started to read Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan. Only I passed out after the third page, while in bed, at about 8pm because I become so freaking dead tired at the end of the week. And I woke up at around 1am unable to sleep. I bummed around online, read the book some, was shocked at the fact I could fall asleep 3 pages in, and just made myself tired by about 5am which is generally when I wake up, so I fell asleep listening to the radio that’s supposed to be my alarm. Woke up again probably around 9am and just felt normal. Did laundry, the sort of weekend-things most people do. Stayed in my jammies basically all day.
Sunday I woke up early, watched a bit of Coronation street, while I am still interested in the show it’s not a must-see-TV type of series for me anymore, I think all the cute boys I was infatuated with have gone which makes it just not so interesting. Called up Phil and asked if he still wanted to head to the border for our secret mission.
Picked up Phil around 2pm and started heading down to St. Kitts. Found out our friend Marty no longer resides in St.Kitts so we overshot and went straight to the strip in Niagara Falls. Hung out in his new diggs and chatted, hung out, I went on a mission to find pants that fit me, considering I threw out all my “fat pants” at the beginning of the year, am now required to re-purchase them all. After 2 failed stores finally was able to find something at the Roots outlet store, 50 bucks for both pairs taxes in, which ain’t too shabby. Went to a bar to meet Marty’s dad and got a free coke out of it, I was driving so no alcohol for me, drove around in circles looking for sushi places and finally ended up back at the same bar for pizza and wings. Nabbed a copy of a movie, and drove home, and was home before my parents got back from the Casino.
So maybe my weekend wasn’t THAT uneventful.
Just makes me realize I need to visit my friends more often to make it something worth writing about.
