The reason I love my friends.
May. 20th, 2007 08:44 pmSo far this long weekend, I've done a lot of drinking. What else is new? But last night was special - I went to
aprilsnark's Annivorceary Party and had much fun hanging out with folks. Naturally, there was convention stuff discussed (as happens any time a bunch of Polaris people are together), but we talked about a lot of other stuff too.
As I mentioned in this post, a souvenir from the Regal Constellation Hotel was procured for me.
aprilsnark presented it to me last night, to which I responded, "I love you!!!" (And this was before I'd even finished my first beer.) At this point, Declan said, "See how she claims all the credit?" (You attention whore, Declan. I love you too. :P )
Anyway, here it is:

For those of you uttering the resounding "So what?" that I can hear from here... for four or five years I organized the Queer Continuum room party at Toronto Trek, which was always held in suite 555 (and the adjoining room, 559). Even after we moved to the IP after the Regal went bankrupt, people were still referring to our party suite as "room 555" for a bit. So last week, when our people were roaming around the hotel taking anything that wasn't nailed down and/or slated for auction, the room number sign from the door of our party suite was removed for me.
As I said... I love my friends. *grin*
At last night's party, there were a few other pictures taken as well, including one of me wearing a Regal porter's uniform that Adrienne had liberated (and which was surprisingly a perfect fit). I haven't seen that photo yet, though - when someone posts it I'll see about snagging a copy.
I got home from the party around 4 this morning and managed to sleep until 2 this afternoon, which meant I had to rush as I was meeting Barrett (from the Washington, DC chapter of the Gaylactic Network, Lambda Sci-Fi) for lunch - he was in town for a few days. We ended up at Zelda's on Church Street, where I had a turkey wrap which, unfortunately, doesn't seem to have agreed with me. As we walked in, though, and we were waiting to be seated, one of the waiters smiled and said hi to me. I did a bit of a double-take, not realizing that I knew anyone who worked there... it was someone from bowling. I turned to Barrett and shrugged, and he just said, "You know everyone!" *facepalm*
Anyhow, I'm just waiting for my chicken to finish baking, and then I'll watch the season finale of Desperate Housewives, then I'll figure out if I'm going out tonight. Hey, I don't have to get up early tomorrow...
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As I mentioned in this post, a souvenir from the Regal Constellation Hotel was procured for me.
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Anyway, here it is:

For those of you uttering the resounding "So what?" that I can hear from here... for four or five years I organized the Queer Continuum room party at Toronto Trek, which was always held in suite 555 (and the adjoining room, 559). Even after we moved to the IP after the Regal went bankrupt, people were still referring to our party suite as "room 555" for a bit. So last week, when our people were roaming around the hotel taking anything that wasn't nailed down and/or slated for auction, the room number sign from the door of our party suite was removed for me.
As I said... I love my friends. *grin*
At last night's party, there were a few other pictures taken as well, including one of me wearing a Regal porter's uniform that Adrienne had liberated (and which was surprisingly a perfect fit). I haven't seen that photo yet, though - when someone posts it I'll see about snagging a copy.
I got home from the party around 4 this morning and managed to sleep until 2 this afternoon, which meant I had to rush as I was meeting Barrett (from the Washington, DC chapter of the Gaylactic Network, Lambda Sci-Fi) for lunch - he was in town for a few days. We ended up at Zelda's on Church Street, where I had a turkey wrap which, unfortunately, doesn't seem to have agreed with me. As we walked in, though, and we were waiting to be seated, one of the waiters smiled and said hi to me. I did a bit of a double-take, not realizing that I knew anyone who worked there... it was someone from bowling. I turned to Barrett and shrugged, and he just said, "You know everyone!" *facepalm*
Anyhow, I'm just waiting for my chicken to finish baking, and then I'll watch the season finale of Desperate Housewives, then I'll figure out if I'm going out tonight. Hey, I don't have to get up early tomorrow...