Shout out, o hooved ones?
OK, the first fabulous piece of news: I think I have a friggin' apartment. I just filled out an application for an adorable little bachelor apartment behind a café near the corner of Queen and Leslie. Ground floor! A full-sized fridge! Free cable! Reasonable rent (i.e. only about $15 more than I currently pay)! Apparently the application is just a rubber-stamp thing, so I should be receiving word in a couple of days. Fingers crossed, folks.
Both exams and the feverish insanity of the bookstore continue as expected. As an added bonus, I just got a wonderful performance review and raise at work; it's good to know that they actually do like me there.
Linguists have awesome names for things. I give you glottal fry.
Finally: I had one of those flirting-without-realizing-it moments at Starbucks today, and the guy behind me in line gave me shit for not following through. Damn!
