Monday, June 13, 2005

A Weekend in the Blast Furnace

Who'd a thunk that June would be so friggin' hot in Toronto? Played golf on Friday with the boys in alternating 35 degrees (Celsius) heat and pouring rain. If there's one thing I hate, it's playing golf in the rain. For any Americans that may be reading this, 35C is about 95 degrees Farenheit. And humid.

Anyway, played possibly one of the WORST rounds of golf in my life. I shot a 131, yet still managed to capture the coveted "Low Net Score" trophy. It goes something like this - based on how horribly you played, a certain number of holes are removed from your overall score. I was almost embarrassed to stand up and accept the award. Almost.

Saturday was spent in a fair amount of pain recovering from said round of golf in the air-conditioned comfort of my underground lair.

By Saturday evening I was sufficiently restored to join some friends at The Gladstone Hotel for several pitchers of beer and some karaoke. Uuuuuuuuu. Paid for that on Sunday. I should realize that I'm not 20 anymore. Anyway, avoided the inevitable hangover by sleeping until 1:00pm. Ahhh, bachelorhood.

Needless to say, Sunday was spent on the couch in front of the tube watching episode after episode of Stargate SG-1: Season 4, and trying not to think too much.

At about 6:30pm, I ventured from my hidey-hole in search of food. I was once again assailed by a wall of heat, which made me wish that I'd actually bothered to shower that day. Oh well. Climbed in the car, which was roughly akin to trying a volcano on for size, and made a dash for the local Grocery Palace (aka Loblaws Superstore). Mmmmmm.......Grocery Palace........

Took my time buying the groceries, because of the lovely jacked-up A.C., then returned to the lair with my swag. By this time the AC in the car had finally kicked in, but was still struggling with the outside heat, and I found myself in the ridiculous situation of driving with the AC full-on, and the windows down. I could almost hear the air-conditioning unit swearing at me.

Now, of course, I'm back at work because once again, The Desk Beckons.

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