ARR!! Thar be pirates!!
Aug. 25th, 2006 10:26 amGuess what's in Toronto this weekend???
The first annual PIRATE FESTIVAL!!!!!
Guess what's the night of my birthday?
Adult Night in the tavern!!
Guess what I found in my closet? A puffy shirt I used to wear in high school, which fits Z perfectly.
So guess who's going to Pirate Night on her birthday in costume with Z dressed up like a dork to accompany her?
ME!!!!!
[update: have just gone through closet and assembled pirate outfit. I ought to take pictures but just can't. Rest assured, I am thoroughly piratical, i.e., in fantasy-farb garb with me titties out. I could use a bandanna, though. I need one anyway to wear under my roller derby helmet, so... Yes! Justification of purchase!)
How awesome is that? It turns out by coincidence that one of Z's coworkers is also going to Toronto this weekend, and she's the type who has the whole weekend scheduled already. I'm sort of the type who would do that, only I am perpetually so distracted that I can't, which means I don't. But. She said, "Are you going for the pirate festival?" And Z said, "The what?"
We should arrange to meet her at adult night, but I don't know if that's in her schedule. I so totally owe her a drink for telling us about it.
(And, hi, Ontario: "Must be 19 or older." Bwahaha!! Also, um, Canadians, you're like halfway British, which means you know better, so I'm assuming that you already know that "rogering" means buttfucking. Which probably should make me more nervous than it does.)
Also it turns out that we're staying at the Sheraton downtown, and the rooms are usually like $200 USD, but if you book them through this weird website you can get them for $86USD, but it doesn't tell you the name or location of the hotel. But one of Z's coworkers has used the system often enough to game it, and so knows which of the anonymous hotels is the right one. So we scored a Sheraton at Day's Inn rates.
Oh, I'll have to turn my cellphone off for the weekend. I meant to pre-emptively call everyone I thought might call me for my birthday, but I forgot. Eh. In this age of free long distance...
Oh crap, I meant to send a card to my pregnant cousin whose shower I'm missing, too. Bah. Well, I couldn't feasibly get down to Long Island for Sunday afternoon...I mean, I could get there, but I couldn't get back up here.
The first annual PIRATE FESTIVAL!!!!!
Guess what's the night of my birthday?
Adult Night in the tavern!!
Guess what I found in my closet? A puffy shirt I used to wear in high school, which fits Z perfectly.
So guess who's going to Pirate Night on her birthday in costume with Z dressed up like a dork to accompany her?
ME!!!!!
[update: have just gone through closet and assembled pirate outfit. I ought to take pictures but just can't. Rest assured, I am thoroughly piratical, i.e., in fantasy-farb garb with me titties out. I could use a bandanna, though. I need one anyway to wear under my roller derby helmet, so... Yes! Justification of purchase!)
How awesome is that? It turns out by coincidence that one of Z's coworkers is also going to Toronto this weekend, and she's the type who has the whole weekend scheduled already. I'm sort of the type who would do that, only I am perpetually so distracted that I can't, which means I don't. But. She said, "Are you going for the pirate festival?" And Z said, "The what?"
We should arrange to meet her at adult night, but I don't know if that's in her schedule. I so totally owe her a drink for telling us about it.
(And, hi, Ontario: "Must be 19 or older." Bwahaha!! Also, um, Canadians, you're like halfway British, which means you know better, so I'm assuming that you already know that "rogering" means buttfucking. Which probably should make me more nervous than it does.)
Also it turns out that we're staying at the Sheraton downtown, and the rooms are usually like $200 USD, but if you book them through this weird website you can get them for $86USD, but it doesn't tell you the name or location of the hotel. But one of Z's coworkers has used the system often enough to game it, and so knows which of the anonymous hotels is the right one. So we scored a Sheraton at Day's Inn rates.
Oh, I'll have to turn my cellphone off for the weekend. I meant to pre-emptively call everyone I thought might call me for my birthday, but I forgot. Eh. In this age of free long distance...
Oh crap, I meant to send a card to my pregnant cousin whose shower I'm missing, too. Bah. Well, I couldn't feasibly get down to Long Island for Sunday afternoon...I mean, I could get there, but I couldn't get back up here.
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Date: 2006-08-26 02:08 am (UTC)And I want that weird website RL, as well as a reference to the coworker who knows how to use it! (I'm doing Hostel next week, but I'm sure to need a hotel again sometime.)
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Date: 2006-08-26 03:02 am (UTC)So I will get back to you with the details. I think the thing is that hotwire.com (i am not positive of the URL) buys up vacant rooms and sells them on their site at a discount, but don't do so overtly in the hotel's name. I believe the Sheraton is marked by the phrase "a customer favorite" or somesuch, but you can't find out the name without actually purchasing the room first, is how it works.
This place has a waterfall, two pools, a shopping mall, forty-six stories, a huge bed, a massive bathroom, and a mirror covering one entire wall. It's posher than anywhere I've stayed before. Room service corn flakes are like $10. I'll be walking across the street, thanks, to the 'home of the all-day breakfast for $3.99'...
But we just walked past the hostel on our way to dinner-- we went over to the St-whatsit-Market area to take in a bit of Buskerfest and drink some microbrews. Toronto is fabulous!! And the hostel there looks to be in a great neighborhood.
We're still glad we're here, though, since it was cheap and it's nice and private.