

Ah yes, being in College and meeting with my garlic dealer was always such a highlight.
Ah yes, being in College and meeting with my garlic dealer was always such a highlight.
135 Tyndall Ave, Toronto. As some graffiti I saw nearby said “King and Duff is mad rough”.
Move-in day I had what I’m fairly certain was a drug dealer got into a fight with me.
The elevator license was about a year expired, so I refused to use it. Walking up 7 stories wasn’t too big a deal, except that the stairwell was usually home to a few meth heads indulging in their habit.
Frequently I would find homeless people sleeping in the halls outside my unit, often having to wake them up so I could get inside my own home.
My roommate and I used to hang out on our balcony and look at the people below and try to guess whether they were drug addicts, prostitutes, or former patients from the mental health institution the government had shut down a few years prior (many ended up homeless).
That doesn’t even begin to touch on the bedbugs, roaches, and pigeon problems that building had, or the bi-weekly fire alarms.
I got out of there within 6 months. Absolute hell. The area has a very large Tibetan population, and I do miss seeing the monks and prayer flags though.
Yes, on occasion. It’s called Overtired/Overfatigue, and if it becomes a pattern it can lead to major health problems over time.
Whenever I experience it I find reading a book helps to make me tired again. Just be careful you don’t mess up your sleep schedule, it can take quite a while to readjust.
I’m pretty sure triple digit temperatures would result in death.
I guess you were the one in the crowd who actually called 911. Good work!
Yeah, the admins messed up and let their ssl certs expire. I’m sure they’re aware of the problem by now.
The entire cast of It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. Danny Devito may have decades of work under his belt, but he’ll always be Frank Reynolds to me.
That Blackberry movie that Glenn Howerton was in was decent, but I could not take Bald Dennis seriously.
Little Nemo (1989), and We’re Back (1993). I think my brother and I burned out those VHS tapes from overplaying them.
As a chef of ~20 years, I completely understand and approve.