Portrait

i’ve been having a crazy few days…

tracy and i went movie shopping, (managed to buy the old ‘the exorcist’ and pulp fiction. yaaay) came back to my place and stayed up watching amityville horror, and bridget jones’ diary 2; the edge of reason. amityville horror was ok, nothing too scary, but nothing too mundane like ring 2 or the grudge. bridget jones’ 2 was, like the first, heartwarming, her remaining the evergreen, utterly idiotic and sweet every-woman’s-heroin faithfully. also came home that day to find that mr. fabulous was doing a fantastic job of wooing me (is that what he’s trying to do?) for he had sent me flowers.

i went to two places that i’ve never been to before. i went to bistro latino (on duplication road) last night, and really enjoyed it. the music was really good, and its a well done version of a salsa bar. not forgetting i was in exceptionally good company. after dinner, i went to a friend’s house on marine drive for ‘drinks’…and well. lets just stay out of that topic of conversation. tonight, tracy’s parents took us out for dinner to macky’s, my other first time experience. the food was good. trace and i went back to bistro after dinner. i danced around a bit with this guy from kevin’s (the local god of salsa, i swear) salsa class. he was really good, and i managed to (somehow) keep up. it was really fun. the music is such a turn on. nothing beats the time i danced with a (real) cuban in this salsa bar in london, though.

tracy leaves early sunday morning. trying not to think about it, i haven’t grasped the depth of the problem yet.