adieu

Tonight was the last of a short-lived series of jiggy (aka jeegar) nights with Reza and Pouria. We're definitely going to try and carry on the torch, but we both know it's not going to be the same without Pouria.

I can say, without any taarof and trying to be polite, that Pouria was one of the few people that I consider myself very fortunate to have been acquainted with in Toronto. He has accomplished so much, yet his modesty shields all of it, unless you really know him. His relaxed and chilled attitude is also what makes him unique - although as it goes he has a violent side, which I had the good fortune of never witnessing! On top of that, the guy oozes with knowledge, about anything and everything you can think of. I definitely owe it to Reza for introducing me to Pouria, and other great friends of his.

In any case, it's really a shame he's leaving Toronto ... and I find it truly unfortunate, for us, that he's leaving ... although I wish him the best of luck wherever he is.

And he's not the only cool person that's leaving town. Stipe, our hilarious poker buddy is also bidding farewell to this city. Poker night is never going to be the same without him. Who is going to supply the comedy, or yell "I never lose" while pretending to knock over the table when his chips are down?

It really sucks ... Why can't the garbage people leave instead?