The Chelsea Chamber

An entertaining weekend

This weekend has been, in truth, a very entertaining one. Reading Canadian literature and studying for my French exam aside, there has been no shortage of things to do.

My weekend begins at 10am on Fridays, when I leave my French class. I usually begin the weekend with an enthusiastic round of napping, and that was again the case this Friday. Upon waking a few hours later, I went with Amanda and Steeves on a extensive shopping trip through the Rideau Centre, down to Bank Street and finally to Loblaws. That was a great deal of fun, but Mandi and I returned home tired and hungry and in the mood for a lazy evening. That, thankfully, was not in the cards. Our night would turn out to be a lot more eventful.

Mandi's cousin Clay and his friend Andrew came over to chill for a while, before Natalia joined the pack and the five of us went off to Minglewood's to meet more people (Clay's beautiful friends Vicky and Kristen, Andrew, and François and Mathieu). This would be the first time Amanda and I graced the bar, and it was most entertaining. Natalia and I spent a great deal of time dancing together upstairs, and the fact that we invited no guys (except François and Mat, briefly) to join us seemed to vex our little "audience" greatly. So that was fun. Here are a few pictures from that night:




More pictures can be found on my MSN Space. I'll not go on any more about that night, but I must say that the most entertaining part of the evening was when our fiesty little Russian attempted to claw off a guy's face on my behalf. Natalia, you are hilarious and I love you! After that, we went back to Nelson street and woke up the boys, and chilled there for a while. Andrew and I watched 'Thank You for Smoking,' which is hilarious, and stayed up way too late. And thusly my Friday came to an end.

A great deal of Saturday was taken up by sleeping, thanks largely to the events of the preceding evening spilling over into the wee hours of the morning, but I've rarely been known to take issue with sleeping in. I got a great deal of reading done that afternoon, so I could justify keeping my plans with people to go on another dirty Hull adventure. Originally, we were complying with a request from Meg that we go to Cosmo to meet her and some friends, but when she bailed we decided to go to Le Bop instead. Seriously speaking, I might have liked to stay in this province, seeing as Ottawa was hosting the Ultimate frisbee Nationals this weekend and there were, of course, parties to attend. However, because our last adventure was so fun, we decided to repeat it, and off we went to grab the bus to go to Le Bop. The crew eventually ended up consisting of myself, Mandi, Josh, Natalia, Irish, Andrew, Kerry, Karen, Danielle, Anthony, Eric, and Jacquie. So that was good fun. We did a lot of dancing, met some people, and had a nice adventure. We walked home old-school style, and ate pizza on Nelson street and chilled until it was time to call it a night (or a morning?).

It is now Sunday and I am busily studying for my upcoming French exam, but not so busily that I was above taking a break to do a bit of blogging. Tonight, pending completion of today's alotted French work, Unit 66 will have a movie night and watch "V for Vendetta". The boys are staying up all nght so they can go to the Rideau Centre ultra-early to get a Nintendo Wii!! How exciting! For those of you not familiar with the Wii, please refer to the following videos, but please excuse the poor video quality (WARNING: EXTENSIVE GEEK CONTENT; VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED):

The system: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RO7FCkxFqts
The games: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eQiJLokuUSQ&mode=related&search=
Super Smash: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sNpUFEm4Zbc

Well, that was my weekend. I've wasted enough time now, I think, so I'll leave you here.

Chelsea out.

posted by Unknown @ 2:32 PM 0 comments

The Chamber Reopens

"And should I then presume?
And how should I begin?

Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?"

-from The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, by T.S. Eliot



How difficult it is to begin again after such a long period of inactivity in the blogging world. I'll not go on at length about why I stopped blogging (preoccupation with other matters?) or what I have been doing since my last post so very long ago (living), for I seriously doubt anyone cares much about that... besides which I truly can't be bothered.

I won't claim that the decision to resume my writing (if I can be permitted to call it such) was a particularly heavy one. I attribute the decision neither to the haranguing of former readers nor to the sudden appearance of matters that require blogging about; rather this post is mostly the result of simple impulse. I must admit, that I hesitated before reopening my blog (as Jenn called it, "alone and crying in a corner"). I wasn't sure if I wanted to resume this activity of what can be called little else if not an act of self-indulgence and vanity, especially since most people who cared to read my ramblings in The Chelsea Chamber have forsaken it on account of its long and unexplained hibernation. Then it occurred to me that this fear of sparse readership can be eliminated (or at least assuaged) by the satisfaction resulting from self-indulgence, and that self-indulgence, shamed and disreputed as it may be, it not really that terrible a thing.

So, in short, I have decided to resume my little chronicle, remount my cozy little soapbox, and spew my overflowing words (with which I find myself so often burdened) upon cyberspace once again... for little reason apart from the fact that I want to.

Now that I've justified my actions in what is probably an excessively wordy fashion, let's get down to airing out this musty Chamber with a post or two!

...Beginning with a random picture, because I like pictures:


Curious? Confused? Fear not, the answers will come. For now, though, I shall take my leave of you. My blogging muscles are all out of shape from disuse, and the effort required to produce this post has all but exhausted me.

Exit Chelsea, Stage Left.

posted by Unknown @ 3:09 PM 2 comments