Anyway. Montreal was fantastic. Got in Tuesday night and headed over to Tina's, where we (Tina, Jane, Ariana and I) ate raclette and played Imaginiff. Lots of laughs. Had brunch with Bindi on Wednesday, then cabbed up to Mile End to check out Ari's new apartment, which is really nice. The three of us found a bar in the area to watch the soccer game, which was exciting. I had a flag and everything, and it was craaaazy. Mad celebration on the streets of Montreal. Had dinner at a sushi place and then Tina and I rushed over to Club Soda to catch the Katie Melua/Denzil Sinclaire concert. It was fabulous, although we ended up missing a large portion of Katie Melua's set. I was kind of upset, but whatever. I'm over it. After that we walked around the jazzfest area a bit, which was amazing. I've never been in town for jazzfest, and it is just as incredible as it sounds. Thursday I hung out with Ariana during the day, then went back to Tina's for dinner and a Sex and the City marathon. Then she, Jane and I went to see The Devil Wears Prada, which was entertaining. Friday I met Lucie and Norah for brunch and shopping before catching the train back to T.O. in the late afternoon. It was really nice to see everyone, especially people I had kind of drifted from over the last year. Lots of catching up. And it was really nice to get away for a few days. But now it's back to reality, and back to work (although I left early again today, which I really have to stop doing. I need money.)
Now I'm going to read (Running with Scissors by Augusten Burroughs...very funny and odd) and watch the game and resent Italy some more.