Saturday, September 12, 2009

I Forgot How To Hang Out

So yesterday, the wife went with Feli rock-climbing. I went to Argay's place for a haircut and to hangout.

I think it's been such a long time since I hung out with, well, anyone, my social skills eroded to the point it was borderline socially dysfunctional. We went for a car ride downtown, where my gawking and talking and whistling wasn't exactly subtle. Not embarrassing at all.

Oh yeah, we also walked around the clubbing district because I ate poutine. Wild!

I often said that if I was young, single and rich (in the sense having a well-paying job), I would have moved to downtown Toronto before finding my way to the suburbs. Oh, and if I drank alcohol too.

But...I'm old now. Kids anyone?

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