Finally, we get to the lobby. I walk down to the train station, then up to my platform. And then I collapse, in the most embarrassingly dramatic, slow motion style possible. The heat + the closeness of the elevator turned my legs rubbery somehow.
But this is the nice part. I fall, drop stuff. Four people instantly stop rushing for the train and come over. South Asian man picks up my transit card. Black woman picks up my purse. White dude stands behind me, offering a hand if I need it. Pregnant Asian lady hovers to see if she can help. None of them speak, they are all just hovering to make sure I'm okay, which I am. I thank them all and then once I'm on my feet, we rush off in our separate directions. It's a very Toronto moment.
Today is the birthday of my Forever Crush, whom age does not wither.
The photo before the cut is via Michael's uncle, who has a radio show about caring for pets. He helped Michael find Irv. Here's the Uncle with a lot of cats.
Michael's friends posted birthday pics for him.
And the trailer for Impastor S2 came out today! Looks exciting. Hello, gorgeous.
Strapped to chair; I approve.
Michael did a live facebook post. This t-shirt refers to a baseball player but I don't care. I just like seeing "Tom" on his chest.