Why is it that when Erinne asks me to go out for 'A DRINK' on a week day it always turns into like 6? Last night after skating Erinne and I went out for a drink. We started out at this place called the Beer Station, it's a pretty lame place but we go for their amazingly extensive list of international beers and wicked jukebox that plays the Doves, Bjork, Led Zeppelin and Sloan (if you ask it to, and last night we asked with a little coaxing from a couple of dollar coins)
So after a drink and a bit of seat dancing to Sloan we left and went to the Green Room, a not so fancy funky pub tucked away in an alley just off Bloor and Bathurst streets. Then for some unknown and unplanned reason we drank our faces off and revealed some secrets, gossipped, and made plans for a trip to BC in June. So today before I wrote this post, I googled the Green Room to find a picture to add here, and this is what came up. I think it's so cute, someone made a painting of the Green Room entrance/Alley.
Here's a little equasion...Bed at 3AM + Wake up at 7AM = a VERY hungover Erin.
Friday, February 2, 2007
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Even though I felt like hell for 18 hours afterward...I'd say it was well worth it! Plus, it is absolutely impossible to say no to more beer when we, or anyone, is gossiping. There is almost no such thing as TMI, when booze is involved, it's inevitable and socially unacceptable to stop when such a good time is being had! P to the S, thank you SO much for the awesome birthday concert tic's to the Golden Dogs. LOVED.IT. E
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