jmart here...I meant to post this sooner guys and gals, but got busy...you know how it is. Anyway, last Friday, I let my roommate borrow my car so I had to bus it to work (the horror, the horror). So I get downtown and hop over to the 52 Kortright bus. Now I'm just sitting there when all of a sudden I hear the delightful sounds of someone throwing up right at the front of the bus. Everyone who was at the front ran to the back and as you can imagine, the bus started to smell great! Then he threw up again and his poor friend was trying to help him off the bus, but he was out cold.

Anyway, by now it's 11:50 and the bus driver announces we have to switch over to the Gordon St. bus, so we all unload through the back door, since the front is covered in puke. We finally get on the other bus and leave at about 11:55, and I'm kind of freaking because I know I'm going to be late. Luckily Ryan was cool about it and I was only a couple minutes late. Phewf!

Great start to a great night!