sweet, sweet morty's, how i've missed you so... oh yes, and you waterloo folk too ;oP

once again i found myself wandering the streets of waterloo, where a hoard of us alumni and 6th-year folk (+ tess, the sole laurier rep.) managed to beat the odds of getting a table for 13 at morty's on their ever-so-fabulous thursday wing night. two bites into those succulent morsels of medium and dry cajun goodness (of which i am proud to say that i successfully devoured not the usual 6, but 10 wings in a matter of minutes; meticulously cleaning each one to the very bone), i was in complete and utter bliss - especially since it's been 8 months since my last morty's fix. to say the least, the hour and 15-minute wait was worth every bite!

of course, what *really* topped the night was the great company i was reunited with. :o) 'twas wonderful to laugh and reminisce with such great people, even despite the ongoing glares from a slightly neglected mr. bojangles* who eerily remained silent in the far corner of the room. :oP

funny. each time i return to the place of my alma mater i tend to arrive with slight hesitance, but always leave with an abundant load of warm fuzzies all over and glad i made the trip.

'twas a great night - 2006 is off to a lovely start.

sidenote: mr. bojangles ("mr." added for emphasis) is joyce and joannie's pet chinchilla... who always seems like he's conspiring to take over the world.