Staying out late. Very late. Quite possibly ridiculous late. Verging on early...

This week, along with just about every week since I have gotten here, has been a lesson in staying out late. Vie à la Québécoise means that clubs dont start getting really busy until close to midnight, and you stay until 3am.....usually followed by some late night snack. Wedneday: grabbed drinks with some friends that I had met from Vancouver, BC. Thursday night: Same people, plus some Aussie and Americans mixed in - drinks + poutine though. Last night (Friday) - Same group as Thursday, plus more Americans and Québécois....only later and more poutine!! I got back to my house around 5am this morning.......therefore, I did not get out of bed until 2pm. What a weekend! Topping it off? I'm writing this, about to head out again! I am justifying it through extra studies next weekend. I think its equal, right? :)