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Sunday, June 08, 2008
Cheryl and I are sitting around at the airport, our flight having been delayed for at least 2 hours. Not such great communication here at Continental Airlines - they told us about the delay five minutes before our flight was originally scheduled to take off. They also told us they're planning to board us an hour and fifteen minutes early, just in case we can get out of here earlier. Swell.

I'm a grumpy bastard, but I had a really wonderful, Kitana-filled weekend. After Erin, Beth and Sarah left, we spent a lot of time relaxing in our shmancy hotel (the same one we stayed at during the 2000 tour - also the same hotel the guys were staying at, coincidentally) and hanging out with Kitana.We went to Little India and had yummy indian foods and browsed pretty clothes, and Kitana bought a sari. Then we headed to the old distillery district, which is just a great place to walk around. Had insanely good chocolate anddelicious beer. Then, tipsy cab ride with melting blood-orange sorbet to stash in hotel freezer, then tipsy cab ride on to the movies where we saw a very stupid movie that should only be enjoyed with girlfriends, drunk, with a crowd of like-minded skeptics.

Today we had sushi and stopped by Pages, where I proved myself a hypocrite by purchasing two books after telling my dad that I wasn't in Toronto to go book-hunting. Har, har.

Tired. Will we ever get called to board?