I told my sister today that if I wanted that, I would have dated a British lesbian.

Sorry, that's so wrong.

It's raining and foggy here, and I'm still recovering from this past weekend. Jana flew down from Evil Toronto and we had a spa weekend at the Casino Hotel. She arrive at about 10pm on Friday. We ordered pizza from Greco, but we got it free from the very attractive pizza boy. He says it was because his interact machine was broken, but I think it was because he opened the door to find 2 hot, young, nubile women. Oh yah.

Saturday morning we woke early and had breakfast at one of the hotel restaurants. Quite yummy. Then we went to the spa. We had manis and pedis together. Then I went and had a facial, and a massage, while Jana had a 90 minute facial. I'm pretty sore from the massage, but that must mean it worked, right?

After the spa, we prepare for our evening out. We went to La Cave again for supper, and again it was lovely. We then went to a martini bar called 'The Bitter End' and had a few drinks. By this point, we were pretty exhausted. We toyed with the idea of going back to our room for a nap. We did return to our room, but decided against the nap. We chilled for a bit, then we went to the Lower Deck. We heard there were going to be comedians there that night (for the comedy festival), but apparently they were there that afternoon, so we missed them. Instead, RANT was playing. They were okay, but sounded like every goddamned Nova Scotian band of heard so far. I think it's a requirement to play Barrett's Privateers each and every night, and each and every bar in Halifax. Oh, and let's not forget the half-hourly SOCIABLES! They were a novelty at first, but now they're akin to hitting your glass at a wedding reception to see the bride and groom kiss.

Anyway, while Jana entertained a 19 year-old courter, I kept pounding 'em back, so by 1am, I was sociable-ing with the best of them. Then the lights came up, and didn't know what to do.

I kinda pussied out, and suggested going back to the hotel. On our way there, we ran into Shawn, who I hung out with in High School and University. It was a very random, fateful meeting, so we decided to follow him (and cougar who was trying to pick him up) to the Ale House. More drinking and flirting (I did some drinking, Jana did some flirting), and Shawn and I caught up on things (he's doing his master's on laser beams, and now has braces, heh heh). We left around 3am.

We arrived back at the hotel, and we broke into the pool. Our room as poolside, and the hotel should have locked our slidding glass door to prevent our drunk asses from getting into the pool area, but they forget. On comes our bathing suits, and we ever so quietly slipped into the hottub for a soak. Yum, yum, yum. We slid back out, and stepped into our hotel room, unnoticed. Yes. We are so cool.

We then ate the pizza we ordered, and went to bed at about 4:30am. Then we got up at around 10am. Ouch ouch ouch. We went to the Sunday brunch, which was amazing. I think we had about 6 slices of cheesecake between us, not to mention all the other wonderful things laid out. I think I'm still digesting though, *burp*.

I can't really remember the rest of the day.. Oh wait, we played the slots for a bit, then Jana won back our losses by playing a few hands of Blackjack. Well done, ya crazy red head.

Okay, well, I've left out a few things, which I will get back to tomorrow. Topics of interest include: Senator Wet Willy, High School Reputations, My Fantasy, and How I Want to do it in a Hotel Room, a Hot Tub, and a Pool (though those are sort of self-explanatory, aren't they?).