Why I Leave TO All The Time

You may have noticed that sitting here on Saturday f'ing night I'm blogging up quite a storm. Part of that is that it was another insane week at work, and I've actually been having trouble sleeping again due to the volume of crap floating around in my head, so I had to get it out.... but the greater reason is that while Toronto is the biggest city in Canada, I somehow still get bored here.

Nothing happens.

Granted, that might come from the fact that nobody plans anything, but I just can't get over it. I was used to the case where a Thursday, Friday or Saturday night "in" was because of some huge looming midterm or something... you just always found something to do. Now? Here? It's like pulling freakin' teeth. I'm just at a loss.

It's not that I have any great aversion to going out on my own... I'm a loner at heart, after all... but at what point do I then become a pathetic alcoholic bar fly?

Some questions I'm happy to never really get the answers to.