“And now you're back here at Monday so we can do it all over again."
-Monday Morning, Pulp

Ok. It’s officially time for Christmas in my mind. The Santa Claus Parade ushers in the Xmas spirit for me so now the season has officially begun with the first snowfall and breaking out the winter coat this weekend. On Friday I grimaced at the sight of the overly decorated Duke of York pub, but today I’m all about bringing it and getting festive (what’s that? Swiss Chalet Festive Special?).
“There's nothing to do so you just stay in bed,oh poor thing, Why live in the world when you can live in your head?"

First things first, Dirk made it to town on Thursday after getting lost only once and somehow ending up further north than he should have been (“How did you end up on Bloor instead of Lakeshore?”). We then deciding it was a good time to go out for a drink, and after roaming the streets near my house, we ended up at The Dizzy Weasel, a sports bar in the heart of Polish town.

We were instantly the odd ones out as it was noted that I was the only woman other than the waitress and that all 6 TVs in the bar were tuned to the hockey game. Every time something happened on screen the middle aged men would scream and raise their fists in the air. When they weren’t screaming or going crazy over the golf arcade game, they were singing along to ‘80’s power ballads and Cat Stevens. Seriously.

“Now, now that you're free, what are you going to be?”

And as a testament to Dirk, he actually did graduate. I saw the diploma. Not as pretty as Carleton’s. And Yenni said he looked handsome in his suit. After some "America’s Next Top Model" watching, we headed over to the Duke of York for drinks with Dirk’s fellow grads and Lauren and Patrick. After being unable to convince Dirk to join us at the Cave, Lauren, Patrick and I met Yenni for some good old fashioned Caving (classic tracks included “Banquet,” Franz, Mr. Stevie Wonder, “Hotel Yorba,” and Gorillaz).

After Dirk left Saturday morning, I lounged around watching “Different Strokes” and showing the apartment to new potential roommates (think I found a good one) before meeting the YM for The Last King of Scotland- one of the best films I’ve seen in a loooong time…like since Capote- followed by pitchers at the Beast and a horrible episode of SNL.

“I want a refund, I want a light”

Sunday was Santa Claus Parade Day which did not include a Zanta sighting and a trip to Yorkdale and sushi on Bloor (but not actually Sushi on Bloor) with Dan after our botched plans to see Fur from the previous week due to Dan’s inability to return phone calls, text messages, and emails (it’s true). I thought the parade was somewhat frightening. Especially the rabbit-themed floats and costumes including one grungy bunny riding a turtle. As a child I had a terrible fear of the Easter Bunnies at the mall that you get your picture taken with. These floats mostly reminded me of that, mixed with images of Frank the Bunny from Donnie Darko.

I’ve got to get out of this super busy mode that I’ve been in lately. This will be my first night at home and the first night in a few where i get my bed to myself, so tonight will be spent laying around the couch in my pajammas and watching newly purchased DVDs (The Girl Next Door and Boys Don’t Cry which are an odd combination but somehow work). I'll also get back to blogging daily since it seems that I can do this from work now to entertain and amuse you all.

“Is this the light of a new day dawning? A future bright that you can walk in?”

Top 5 Songs for a Freezing Monday as I force Myself Out the Door in Layers of Clothing (aka “I need new mittens” mix):

Oh My God- Kaiser Chiefs
I Just Don’t Think I’ll Ever Get Over You- Colin Hay
The Blower’s Daughter- Damien Rice
Mirror in the Bathroom- English Beat
Gimme Shelter- Rolling Stones

“No it's just another Monday morning”