Dan
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Ok same story as usual, went to my friends birthday, got trashed woowoo drinking so crazy'n all that. And I left around 1ish I think. I don't know why.
The walk home should be about 25 minues but I felt like it ended up taking 2 hours. And that's with beer induced time acceleration. I got way off course, ended up in some sort of tunnel/parkade with a fence at one end. So of course I tried to climb over the fence. Fall crack my head open, blood all over my hair. My pants are all ripped up from the fence. My hands are also bloody from holding them over my head. I walk back the way I came and probably 20 minutes later realize I'm missing credit card, ID, all that shit. Walk back to the fence where I fell and see it all scattered on the ground still there. Walk around all of downtown for about another 2 hours mostly in the wrong direction and finally get to my apartment and collapse into bed. Somehow I''m still alive this morning but my head hurts like hell and all my clothes are ruined. But I'm pretty proud of hanging onto my cards, my phone, my keys, my jacket, my shoes and what little money I had left.
Oh yeah, and there's definitely no parkade or fences on the route home. I don't know where I was
The walk home should be about 25 minues but I felt like it ended up taking 2 hours. And that's with beer induced time acceleration. I got way off course, ended up in some sort of tunnel/parkade with a fence at one end. So of course I tried to climb over the fence. Fall crack my head open, blood all over my hair. My pants are all ripped up from the fence. My hands are also bloody from holding them over my head. I walk back the way I came and probably 20 minutes later realize I'm missing credit card, ID, all that shit. Walk back to the fence where I fell and see it all scattered on the ground still there. Walk around all of downtown for about another 2 hours mostly in the wrong direction and finally get to my apartment and collapse into bed. Somehow I''m still alive this morning but my head hurts like hell and all my clothes are ruined. But I'm pretty proud of hanging onto my cards, my phone, my keys, my jacket, my shoes and what little money I had left.
Oh yeah, and there's definitely no parkade or fences on the route home. I don't know where I was