oh, roar a bore! yea, liz.

what a weekend! all together now, let's heave out a lusty grunt in honour of my fabulous weekend. doesn't that feel nice?

the weekend included friends new, newish and old and lots and lots of talking shit which is _____? that's right kids, kaen's favouritest activity in the wholest widest world. although i do have to say the weekend featured a smidge more turning-down than i'm comfortable with. though i do know that of the two parties in such situations, i'm the one coming out ahead, it still fucking bites. the worst is when it's with a friend. i can't tell you though how many male friends i've lost once they've crossed that bold threshold into telling me they want to fuck me. that's generally the point at which my friendship becomes absolutely expendable, useless in the midst of all that potential fucking.

well hey fellas, here's a clue: if you're my friend, and we've hung out - perhaps even gotten drunk together - and i haven't kissed or fucked you, then i probably won't. i'm a fuck-on-the-first-date kinda gal...

anyway, enough about all that silliness.

saturday wins the highlight of the weekend. standing on mondo's rooftop patio, chain smoking and meeting fellow lung-polluters, i was standing with new friends when one breathed out an exclamation. we all turned our gaze upward and were blessed - spoiled really - to have front row seats to a rare performance of the northern lights. in toronto, one night only!! and oh, it was spectacular.

now i'll be less than romantic and say that having lived in whitehorse (yukon, a.k.a. "way the fuck up there" for our non-Canadian friends), i've seen some truly spectacular northern lights before, and these were not quite so glamorous. relegated to the light green hue, though, they made up for their monochromatic costume with an exuberant, energetic display of frivolity. i slid my arm in my new friend's arm and we gazed, awed, at the sky's show as the other two spoke in hushed tones of aliens and conspiracies. we were mesmerized, super-charged, reentering the party a lifetime later glowing with excitement, dazed by the unexpected gift. how fucking fabulous!
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