Ahh Archaeology midterm finally over.. it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.. or maybe thats because I stayed in the study room until 4 am last night and a) actually knew the answers or b)was brain drained enough that I couldn't tell the difference
Between today's frantic studying for the above I went to a job interview and came to the conclusion that I really don't want to work there, didn't seem a very friendly place.
After the midterm I successfully (surprisingly) navigated my way through subway and bus to visit a friend in the Don Mills area. Now, on the way back I managed the bus part of it ok.. made it to Young/Shepard and then stood like a fool waiting.. until a black guy wearing a crossing-guard vest came along and was inspecting the track.. and he says to me "you're waiting?" and I was like OH SHIT the trains have stopped haven't they! And yes, indeed the trains stopped at 1:18 and alas it was 1:20ish.. lucky for me this guy told me so.. he kindly showed me where to go, which bus stop to go to and, which bus to get on lol (I am utterly incompetent as far as figuring out bus routes I'm unfamiliar with) and talked to me about how stupid it is that the subway on the connecting line goes later so people always transfer and stand there like idiots (like me) waiting for a train though it's already stopped running.
So I got off at Young and Bloor and began to walk the rest of the way home, and right away I noticed the guy walking ahead of me. The first thing I noticed was his LCBO bag and the bottle of sloshing liquid visible through it.. and then he started weaving ALL over the side-walk.. Now, drunk people (he was pretty young, must have been an undergrad.) amuse me thoroughly, so I did my best to keep pace behind this fellow. Now, he must have someone up there on his side because he showed a blatant disregard (twice in a row) for red stop-lights. And (twice in a row) there were miraculously no cars when he crossed.. I, however had to stop because once he was clear, cars DID come. So when I get across the street I look for him and he's disappeared.. so I shrug and hope that that means he got where he meant to go.. and then I past by him in the doorway of some fancy store either throwing up or peeing (my first guess was throwing up but it seemed like an usually steady stream from the brief glimpse I got so, maybe peeing) all over the fancy glass doors. I seriously considered stopping and asking him if he needed any help but then that voice kicked in that said *uh.. jenn.. this is a drunk guy and you're alone in Toronto at 2 oclock in the morning.. maybe not the best plan* so I kept walking and laughed to myself at the amusement of it. Now, don't ask me how.. but somehow farther down he randomly managed to get ahead of me again and on the other side of the road (which I was crossing over to) and now the weaving is getting
really bad, he's going allll over the place.. and then finally he collapses against the Varsity stadium fence and thereby supports himself.. and I couldn't walk past him again so I walked up..
Me: Ya alright?
Him: *facing away mumbles something like "probably"*
Me: Where ya goin?
Him: *Still not facing me, a little clearer* You wouldn't know it.
Me: Need any help?
Him: *mumbles in a tone indicative of no*
Me: No?
At which point he turns around and I notice that he is in fact rather attractive
Him: *mumbles* Probably not..
And then with a good imitation of being sober
Him: I appreciate the thought though
I was still noticing how attractive he was so it was my turn to mumble, smile, and walk away. I got about 50 m down the road before I heard a loud *SMASH* at which point his sloshing bottle in the LCBO bag had apparently met its end somehow.
Oh drunks, how I love the entertainment you bring me
Did I mention that I was just a little stoned throughout this subway/drunk business? So it was all very amusing to me lol Ah what a good night I have had..
Tomorrow let the boringness recommence!