Friday

The Movie Star, the Professor and Mary Ann...

Beatrice?

Yawn.

So, what does a girl who knows 5,000 people do for her birthday? Why rent out a club and invite 600 of her closest friends of course. Such was the case last night at this party attended by yours truly and Girl at The Century Room on King West. As usual, my expectations were low. I was fully prepared to be drowned in a sea of Metrosexuals. I'm happy when I am wrong, which, as the former-PNB is so quick to point out, is quite frequent.

Gathered together under one roof was one of the most diverse group of people I have yet encountered at a downtown club in this fair city. Character after character popped in and out of our little world.

First there was the Fashion Designer who decided that Girl and I were to be henceforth known as Shoshanna and Mary Ann respectively. And the there was Grenville, a world famous violinist known only in Hamilton. He carried a man purse. I took great pleasure making fun of his man purse. And then there were some very nice metro's...

And then I tried to leave. And then my rubber arm was twisted and I stayed... and then there was the mini-Michael Vartan... and then I tried to leave... again... And then my rubber arm was twisted.. again... and I stayed... again. And then I really did leave.

The End.

However, despite my very late night, and many G&T's, I am surprisingly alert and hangover-free today. More so than I was yesterday after fewer beers and a much earlier night. So here's my little rant du jour. I've never really understood the logic of hangovers. Sometimes, I can go out, have very little in the way of alcoholic beverages and spend the next day on the couch. Other times, I can debauch like a sailor and feel as chipper as the day is long. What gives?

Bea

12 comments:

theGuywiththeHat said...

beer vs. G&T, did you eat first last night, did you have a better time at the b-day affair? There are many factors that contribute to a hang over or lack there of :)

Sounds like you had much fun. You always find interesting things to do.

Cascadia said...

Man, I agree with GH, you always have fun fun fun stuff to do. Okay, hangovers. I don't understand. I have gotten just as sick off of rum as beer. Although beer does funny things to my digestive track. I think it may have to do with the number of carbs consumed. Carbs always soak up the 'hol.

Beatrice Petty said...

Wait till you hear about the Barenaked Ladies event that I am volunteering at next week. Details to follow :)

mollyblogger said...

Glad you had a blast dahlink! Now you can happily spend the weekend sleeping and recovering... oh no, wait... you've got K in town... well, guess the "recovering" part will have to wait.

Capitaine said...

Barenaked Ladies event? It's rare, but sometimes I'd like to be in Toronto to do stuff like that! I've only been out once since we moved here! But these days I wouldn't want to be in TO, you guys seem covered in smog. Yak... We even have a bit of it here and it's a rural middle-of-nowhere. I can't imagine what it must be like in Toronto.

Beatrice Petty said...

Toronto + smog = stinky

wee said...

Bea, if it makes you feel any better (in a "someone else is feeling my pain" kinda way) I've got myself a little hang-me-over myself today. Red wine = 100% chance of hangover - # of glasses consumed is irrelavant, although in my case it certainly didn't help.

wee said...

Oh wait - you're not hungover. Sucks to be me!

Beatrice Petty said...

Wee, have another glass of wine sweetheart ;)

wee said...

1/2 an hour to go - then Tahiti!!!

Cascadia said...

Can I come and volunteer for BLN too?

john boy said...

Well, I guess as long as you are having fun... :)