This weekend was amazing. The most fun I’ve had out in a loong time at a club.
It was Annika’s birthday outing this weekend, and Kat and I headed downtown to the Milestones for dinner, followed by clubbing at Mansion. It was amazing, because we found parking that was ridiculously close to where we were going to be. We had no idea how much it was going to cost us (there weren’t really any signs, other than a giant PARKING – $5 sign. It was only til we were closer (and parked) that we noticed that it said Sunday to Thursday only. F- our lives. We weren’t stressing over it because when we walked up the stairs (wondering where we were going to pop out on the street) we ended up right outside of the restaurant. You really can’t go wrong with convenience. We ended up paying $23 bucks for central Toronto entertainment district, which isn’t bad because we went to another place to park and it was probably going to cost us about the same, but we would have had to leave the keys to the car because he was allowing people to double park. The fact that people trusted him enough and had left their keys with them… that’s a true testament of people’s trust in other people. We didn’t want to do that. We didn’t feel comfortable to do that. Sketch.
Milestones, usually a really good restaurant (and still is, don’t get me wrong) but they were really striking out with us that night. We wanted to be done by 11 at the restaurant so we could get to the club before guest list ended. We had a reservation for 9pm but we didn’t get seated until 10. The party before us was taking it’s sweet-ass time to leave. So inconsiderate. So we got free appetizers for that. Our server was really good though, we were all ready to order by the time we sat down so he got our orders in quickly. It was a good group of people. I was so hungry that when the apps came it took a lot of effort to not pig out on them. I didn’t have to worry about that though, because I was sitting with 3 guys who were starving and pretty much inhaled our spinach dip. Our food came, and it was good. The guy across from me ended up eating 75% of his meal, and then found an elastic band around his broccoli so he ended up getting his meal for free and another meal. And then we got some desserts on top of that. It was a little ridiculous. We missed the 11pm deadline, but that was ok because we didn’t have to order as much food.
We headed to the club at 11, and had to wait in line for a bit, but it wasn’t ridiculously cold so it was fine. It started raining and Annika had an umbrella so we stood under that. It was funny because someone offered us money for her umbrella. It was fun in the line, because we could hear the music and were singing and dancing, and just laughing about other people in line. We finally got inside, and it was ok. I remember thinking that the last time I went to Mansion. It was ok, until after 12-ish, and then it gets good. We went upstairs, and were kind of dancing, mainly because it was techno and I hate dancing to that. It was one of those nights that you go out, and it just feels right. You’re wearing the right outfit, the right shoes; your hair is great, you have energy. It was just awesome. I didn’t care what other people thought of me and how I was dancing, I was comfortable, and I was having fun. And I wasn’t drunk. At all. I had one drink with dinner, and I tried to get another at the bar, but the bartender shafted me. I was pissed. I was most bothered by the fact that she took the guy’s next to me order but she looked at me, I was about to order, and she turned and walked away to other guys at the end of the bar. Like… WTF. So I didn’t order a drink the rest of the night. But I didn’t need it. I was flying high, on nothing. I was so energetic, like the energizer bunny on crack. I was on. It was amazing, I didn’t go out with Tiz because he was working, so it was nice to be able to just hang out with girlfriends and dance. I don’t really do that enough I don’t think. Apparently guys were really into me, but I don’t notice these things. Especially since I have a boyfriend, but I’ve never been aware of what guys thought of me. I notice for everyone else, but me. I usually think it’s because I have something on my face when a guy looks at me. Especially since I was dancing like no one was there…
Sadly, the clocks jumped forward this weekend so we lost an hour of partying. We left at 2, which in actual fact was 3. Didn’t get home until 3.30. I felt bad for Kat because she had to be up for work in a couple hours. She’s a beast. I met so many great people, there’s another party at the end of the month, and I can’t wait for that one.
March is busy times for birthdays!
xoxo
