7/30/2004
Toronto in November...
is a wet and chilly place. But it still beats Austin in July, where it only rains long enough to turn dry sauna discomfort to wet sauna discomfort. It'd be okay if I was naked except for a towel, but I doubt my co-workers would appreciate that, and if I'm going to spill coffee on my crotch on the drive to work, I'd prefer to be wearing a couple of layers of clothing.
The point is, I've been accepted for a semester at University of Toronto's law school. Now to figure out how to pay for a plane ticket and a place to live, since at last check American Airlines won't wait for my financial aid to come in. C'mon. I'm good for it. Really.