tap my glass

… but i guess there wasn’t that many. Everything always seems more monumental at 1:30 am when the music is loud, and you’re surrounded by people losing one inhibition after the other.

“If it was me, and i was out with you and your girlfriend, i’d be all over all of that”. Or something like that. Ya right, i would be too. I was out with a friend, his gf, and a bunch of her friends as it was one of their bdays. The opportunity to go out with a bunch of anonymous hot girls is something you regret passing by, so you rarely do. However, game plans are a necessity, as are balls, and confidence, and really, personality is something you can probably leave at home. I didn’t bring much except a snazzy shirt… what did i say - “or the death of me will lie in the mirrors that dress me”?? I gotta listen to myself more.

Anyway, it was a fun nite, there was this ubersexy girl playing pool… wowy zowy, she was something else, but i’ve no idea what she’s really like as she was a) dressed up a bit and b) intoxicated. For all i know shes ultra repressed and uptight and wears jogging pants to work (i seriously doubt the last one, but excuses are easier when paired with unattractive imagry).

I woke up today, and stayed in bed till 11 or so, tossing and turning, trying to guage the hangover. Not too bad really. I then, of course, had to have a yoga bout with the new sigur ros album - the concert is tomorrow!!!!! Super kickass pigeon today by the way, mabye if i get bold at some point i’ll start setting up my camera and taking pictures of myself, get all narcissistic or something (as if i’m not already).

Today started with stepping on a piece of glass. Just a tiny shard sitting on my carpet, burrowed into the heel of my foot. It really wasn’t that bad, my soles are pretty tuff, it stopped bleeding pretty quick… i remember the fateful nite i broke a glass in there too, knowing one day i’d find the final shard in my foot. Today was that day.

I got home from work, did some yoga, and ran like i’ve never ran before, to dows lake, locks, up to bank, hit echo drv., to pretoria, otherside of the canal, back to bank, then up to percy, then all the way up percy to arlington… phew. One hour, 5 min, longest for me ever. I’m gonna frickin sleep tonite. I had to get a good one in cause i’m off to winnipeg this weekend for a wedding, doubtful i’ll be doing much running up there.

I got home from work quite tired. I cleaned previous nites pasta mess from kitchen, then decided to do some yoga for a little bit. I put on a sigur ros single, settled down, and passed out on the floor after 3 sun salutations and some leg lifts. Then i hit the couch and slept for 2 hours. I guess i was tired.

Speaking of sigur ros, they kick ass and are coming to ottawa in 19 days or so. The site has a forum with a thread for ottawa folks here. Its gonna be quite strange at the bronson center and all, making it all the more surreal to have these icelandic angels in my own fair ottawa. I have my tickets… do you??