Topper (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} toppercub) wrote,@ 2009-03-23 08:21:00 |
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Toronto: Fifth and Last Days
Saturday dawned quite pleasant. I forgot to mention that on Thursday I went to Bears of Toronto Game Night at some bar on Yonge north of St. Clair. My part of the table didn't do any gaming, although I saw the extraction of game boxes on either side of us. Nevertheless, I had a very pleasant time talking with two guys and their Australian friend whose accent seemed straight outta Milwaukee.
ANYWAY, the BoT had a Saturday brunch day at yet another bar near Yonge and Bloor, and guess whose table I sat at? That's right -- the same two nice guys I sat with on Thursday. I was a little bit puzzled by the bags of mystery chemicals that were passed out by a guy at another table (pretty sure they were make-up and glycerin [maybe wrinkle remover]), but most guys tested the products on their hands and declared them glamourous. As I am already glamourous, I chose to leave mine behind.
That evening I met Dave and Mark for dinner at a yummy Asian restaurant that proved that the three of us weren't the only tasty dishes in the place. After that we checked out the lobbies of some prospective future home-towers for Dave and then went for my usual bedtime ice cream snack.
Sunday Dave and I met for breakfast and then went with his friend to the Toronto Art Expo. I have a tendency to poop out at places like that -- it's hard to explain, but I just go suddenly tired. But nevertheless it was still an interesting show and Dave's friend's mother is an artist who works in an interesting medium to produce beautiful works.
Then there was that awkward time where you are checked out of your hotel but it's too early to go to the airport, so I just bummed around on the Fruit Loop (i.e. Church Street), eating ice cream and making goo-goo eyes at people. Then I came home.
It is good to be home. I missed L. I missed being able to callenvirobear any damn time I wanted to. But I'm home now, and Bailey-dog and Katie Kitty are thrilled, as is L.
I learned some personal lessons in Toronto, which I will expound on later. BUt for now, I'm going to pet my puppy and have a good breakfast with my other half.
Saturday dawned quite pleasant. I forgot to mention that on Thursday I went to Bears of Toronto Game Night at some bar on Yonge north of St. Clair. My part of the table didn't do any gaming, although I saw the extraction of game boxes on either side of us. Nevertheless, I had a very pleasant time talking with two guys and their Australian friend whose accent seemed straight outta Milwaukee.
ANYWAY, the BoT had a Saturday brunch day at yet another bar near Yonge and Bloor, and guess whose table I sat at? That's right -- the same two nice guys I sat with on Thursday. I was a little bit puzzled by the bags of mystery chemicals that were passed out by a guy at another table (pretty sure they were make-up and glycerin [maybe wrinkle remover]), but most guys tested the products on their hands and declared them glamourous. As I am already glamourous, I chose to leave mine behind.
That evening I met Dave and Mark for dinner at a yummy Asian restaurant that proved that the three of us weren't the only tasty dishes in the place. After that we checked out the lobbies of some prospective future home-towers for Dave and then went for my usual bedtime ice cream snack.
Sunday Dave and I met for breakfast and then went with his friend to the Toronto Art Expo. I have a tendency to poop out at places like that -- it's hard to explain, but I just go suddenly tired. But nevertheless it was still an interesting show and Dave's friend's mother is an artist who works in an interesting medium to produce beautiful works.
Then there was that awkward time where you are checked out of your hotel but it's too early to go to the airport, so I just bummed around on the Fruit Loop (i.e. Church Street), eating ice cream and making goo-goo eyes at people. Then I came home.
It is good to be home. I missed L. I missed being able to call
envirobear any damn time I wanted to. But I'm home now, and Bailey-dog and Katie Kitty are thrilled, as is L.I learned some personal lessons in Toronto, which I will expound on later. BUt for now, I'm going to pet my puppy and have a good breakfast with my other half.
