Today I went back downtown with Adam and Eric to look at a place to live for September. I some how managed to misplace the card that was given to me so I could call ahead, so I decided that I would just show up and hope to be able to talk to someone. It almost worked; we got a phone call about a place we could rent but can't actually see it for a week. It sounds absolutely amazing though. Adam got excited at the chance to move and redecorate a whole apartment.
So we moved on to dive back into the so called university life, otherwise known as picking up my Calendar. I never thought I'd say this, but moving from line to line that I had to stand in to get answers to my questions was strangely satisfying. I don't think I can think of anything I hated more than my year off. It was so nice to be on what seemed like the right track again. Even if the right track was walking out in the blistering heat through swarms of angry commuters pissed off at the world because TTC's maintenance workers decided they didn't want to do their overpaid work today.
To escape the anger, or the heat, or the anger and the heat, we decided that we would first go to Pizza Hut and the go to Zelda's. After overstaying our welcomes at both fine dining establishments we decided it was time to walk through PATH to get us home. Somewhere along the way my mind separated from my body to do things more entertaining than walking and I failed to properly engage in any conversation. It only made a brief return on the train home when we sat in a car that didn't have working air conditioning and we nearly died. Note to self: carry portable fan. Always.

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