So I hung out with _blankstare_ and redeem147 this evening. I think I forgot to thank her for the lasagna, which was quite good. I stayed a little later that i should have, but I figured leaving at the same time as tibialmusician when she came to get the ferrets would be a good time. (This is a run-on sentence). So Matt shows up around 1:15am to say plans have changed (those who know why, that's great; for those who don't, it's not really any of our business). So I decide to head out around then, and luckily my car was neither impounded nor ticketed. So I head up Islington to get back on the 401 to go home and disover the on-ramp is closed.
I don't know anything on this end of the city. I know everything up to the DVP and downtown Toronto. Oh. shit.
So I drive north (after a slight, unmarked, detour). I know that my house is a little bit north and a lot east from here. So I go north, and find no streets I recognize, so at a more major looking intersection, I take a right. The road ends, so I take a left. I go up a while and I see a largish looking intersection and I resolve to make another right to be heading, presumably, east. ISLINGTON?!? I make the right and drive a little and see Finch. I know Finch, and I make a left. And I see a teeny sign 15 minutes later that says "Peel". I'm in Missisauga. Shit. I U turn and go back to the 427 I passed and go "South", which took me to the 409, to the 401. Apparently you can drive on the 401, you just can't get on. I was getting pretty tired too, had things gone properly, I would have been home by 2am, not 3am.
Total time to _blankstare_ 's place: 20 minutes (+20 minutes in circling to park)
Total time home: 90 minutes (+2 minutes to finish singing obnoxiously in the car)