oh yeah!
ive had 2 great nights since i got back from toronto. the first was my 'im leaving in 2 days' drinks night. we went to dinner at a really nice greek restaurant and had a massive yet incredibly cheap meal... and a bottle of wine. it was BYO and inga had run across the road to the bottle shop to get it, came back and told me how cute the guy was, that he chose the wine for us and that he spoke the cutest french, musical french i believe she called it. so after dinner we went back and invited him to come out with us, believe it or not he actually turned up. but more on him later. once at the jello bar we met up with some people and were having an ok time but it wasnt very busy. when i spotted these 2 guys at the bar who were young and cute we decided to send them a glass of olives (an option on the martini menu). strange i know but incredibly funny. so one of them comes over to say thank you and he was SO gay!! i was like, yeah thanks no problem, have a good night. later on he got his "friend" to come over with his phone number and i was getting very confused so i went to find out the deal. he has a restaurant (in the gay village), he was flirting with me (or it could have just been the 2/3 of the bottle of wine and 4 cosmopolitans), and invited me to his restaurant the next day (huh?). maybe not gay after all.
so this is when french (proper french not canadian french - hence the musical french) bottle shop guy turns up and we all go to a pub/club called thursdays. you cant turn your head here without someone hitting on you. the french guy started out really sweet and funny, he was trying out his english but it was very limited. but every time guys would try pick us up (there were 3 girls) he'd get annoyed. an hour or 2 later we are all on the dance floor, these 2 guys are dancing with inga and her friend camilla, i was dancing with him, something went bad with the 2 girls (ingas boyfriend turned up and kissed us all) and they grabbed me to leave the floor. when i turned around, the french guy had disappeared. he got his coat from coat check and everything and just left. he had warned me that he gets possessive. after that, camilla and i are going nuts on the dance floor and we would walk off the floor, grab random good looking guys that would be walking past and pull them on the floor with us to dance... and they would! so it was us 2 girls with about 5 guys surrounding us. then i spotted the most perfect man in the world. i kid you not, to start with i just thought he was drop dead gorgeous but it turns out he is perfect in every way. he looks EXACTLY like colin farrell - tis true and even his workmates call him colin. a 20 yr old version of colin farrell with a completely shaved head. he was unbelievably gorgeous and i walked off the floor, grabbed him by his gorgeous black shirt and pulled him onto the floor with me. he seemed to like it. a few of the other guys left then, i gave it a few minutes dancing to make sure i had his attention and took him off for a drink. he has his own graphic design business - albeit its small but he's getting there, he plays hockey, he is smart and interesting, opened a car door for me and shut it behind me (i let him drive me to the station), he offered to pay for my train ticket, and he was an amazing kisser. and did i mention he was a dead ringer for colin farrell?? as i said, perfect in every way. and now im leaving and i'll never see him again *sobs uncontrollably*
next night was the tea party concert. they played an amazing set and the crowd was great as well. i met some people and they said they were going to hang around to meet the band and said i could hang out with them. hmmm... OK. one of the girls runs a fan website and the drummer JB found out about it and gave her 2 passes for the vip meet and greet. she tried to get us all in but when they realised we didnt all have passes all but her and her mum got kicked out. we were trying to find another way in, the rest had gone ahead without me when i saw this guy sticking the passes on some people. i ran over, he said no, i looked at him all sweet like, said 'but i came here from australia' and batted my eyelashes at him. he looked at me for a sec and said, really your from australia?? well here you go darl and stuck the pass on my chest (me thinks he was just trying to cop a feel as opposed to just being nice) but who cares i had a pass. i got to meet JB, we had 2 beers (which he got me) and he teased me relentlessly for being australian, he autographed my ticket and i got a photo with him before he kissed me goodbye. stewart the bassist/keyboard player/god knows what else was about 2 inches from me but always deep in conversation. i didnt want to be pushy so i drooled from where i was. he didnt seem to be in a great mood though. jeff martin the singer was only around for a few minutes and i didnt get very close to him. sux, but still i had 2 beers with JB *giggles*.
2 last great nights in montreal and in 2 hours i'm off to Washington DC.
so this is when french (proper french not canadian french - hence the musical french) bottle shop guy turns up and we all go to a pub/club called thursdays. you cant turn your head here without someone hitting on you. the french guy started out really sweet and funny, he was trying out his english but it was very limited. but every time guys would try pick us up (there were 3 girls) he'd get annoyed. an hour or 2 later we are all on the dance floor, these 2 guys are dancing with inga and her friend camilla, i was dancing with him, something went bad with the 2 girls (ingas boyfriend turned up and kissed us all) and they grabbed me to leave the floor. when i turned around, the french guy had disappeared. he got his coat from coat check and everything and just left. he had warned me that he gets possessive. after that, camilla and i are going nuts on the dance floor and we would walk off the floor, grab random good looking guys that would be walking past and pull them on the floor with us to dance... and they would! so it was us 2 girls with about 5 guys surrounding us. then i spotted the most perfect man in the world. i kid you not, to start with i just thought he was drop dead gorgeous but it turns out he is perfect in every way. he looks EXACTLY like colin farrell - tis true and even his workmates call him colin. a 20 yr old version of colin farrell with a completely shaved head. he was unbelievably gorgeous and i walked off the floor, grabbed him by his gorgeous black shirt and pulled him onto the floor with me. he seemed to like it. a few of the other guys left then, i gave it a few minutes dancing to make sure i had his attention and took him off for a drink. he has his own graphic design business - albeit its small but he's getting there, he plays hockey, he is smart and interesting, opened a car door for me and shut it behind me (i let him drive me to the station), he offered to pay for my train ticket, and he was an amazing kisser. and did i mention he was a dead ringer for colin farrell?? as i said, perfect in every way. and now im leaving and i'll never see him again *sobs uncontrollably*
next night was the tea party concert. they played an amazing set and the crowd was great as well. i met some people and they said they were going to hang around to meet the band and said i could hang out with them. hmmm... OK. one of the girls runs a fan website and the drummer JB found out about it and gave her 2 passes for the vip meet and greet. she tried to get us all in but when they realised we didnt all have passes all but her and her mum got kicked out. we were trying to find another way in, the rest had gone ahead without me when i saw this guy sticking the passes on some people. i ran over, he said no, i looked at him all sweet like, said 'but i came here from australia' and batted my eyelashes at him. he looked at me for a sec and said, really your from australia?? well here you go darl and stuck the pass on my chest (me thinks he was just trying to cop a feel as opposed to just being nice) but who cares i had a pass. i got to meet JB, we had 2 beers (which he got me) and he teased me relentlessly for being australian, he autographed my ticket and i got a photo with him before he kissed me goodbye. stewart the bassist/keyboard player/god knows what else was about 2 inches from me but always deep in conversation. i didnt want to be pushy so i drooled from where i was. he didnt seem to be in a great mood though. jeff martin the singer was only around for a few minutes and i didnt get very close to him. sux, but still i had 2 beers with JB *giggles*.
2 last great nights in montreal and in 2 hours i'm off to Washington DC.
posted by nat at 1:27 am
1 Comments:
did you feel JBs arms, oh he's oh so sexy ( don't tell James)what was the best song, I hope they play paint it black when they come here!Did you get any t shirts? What do they look like??? OH man I would have freaked out! I would have said something really fucken stupid, I am glad it was you and not me!Was he nice?? Wait if he wasn't then I don't want to know! It will spoil the dream forever
Cass
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