Tal Shachar

I flew from Montreal to Salt Lake City and boy are my arms tired! No, really, they are. I carried a way overstuffed carryon and my seats were all really cramped. But I'm with C and very happy.

Achievement unlocked: Mexican food. http://pikubo.me/3TCIX #pikubo

On the flight to NYC, other people's interpretations of "carry-on" luggage differ vastly from my own. Also lots of broad accents.

Just a heads-up: if I removed you, it's because I've fallen out of the habit of playing games and right now I feel like I'd rather keep my FB friends limited to people I've interacted with. Peace out. (If we did interact and I removed you anyway it's because I'm an idiot, please forgive me.)

guess who needs a root canal! and has not been prescribed anything but motrin for the pain! brb buying heroin off the street. (not really, police spies who read FB. just a little joke with you!)

#ebz A haunt of poets, prostitutes and other low types, and location of the notorious Singing Man... http://fallenlondon.com/c/1224215

Achievement unlocked: got my damn transcripts, experienced joys of root canal.

Under intense, neutral light, I can actually detect faint tanlines--on my feet, from my sandals. This is the only tan I've ever had.

This week I faced my greatest fear twice: I returned phone calls to people I don't know very well. (Okay I do have greater fears than those but THE PHONE the phone is a frightening thing.) And I was rewarded by the phone gods who blessed me by giving me voicemail both times. BALL'S IN YOUR COURT NOW, SUCKERS.

romantic accident: wearing open-toed sandals, I managed to step on a cut branch from a rosebush and prick the tip of my toe. It bled a lot--have I offended Aphrodite or the BVM or what?

Thank God I have my phone so I can tell the internet that my internet is down. Frowny face.

Algonquin, I appreciate you accepting me for the 2-year program and giving me no answer about the intensive (since I can't login to your stellar website). This means I get to give you an extra $1600 and take several courses in "Communications" and "Artistic Expression." I needed these! You can tell from my transcript, which details my 7 years in Canada's Ivy League. Fuck you very much, Alex. xo

#ebz You can study many things at the University of London. The Department of Cryptozoology studi... http://fallenlondon.com/c/1317795

Apartment: mostly acquired. View: the Experimental Farm. (Non-Ottawans are free to imagine that it contains radioactive supercows.) Also in my possession: the fucking flu or something. Tomorrow: that Caravaggio exhibit is ALL FO' ME.

#ebz Oh gather round me bully boys And I'll zing you a zong Of the windless waveless sunless Ze... http://fallenlondon.com/c/1321574

#ebz Fallen London's newspapers take pleasure in mocking the radical scientific theories of the d... http://fallenlondon.com/c/1324590

Being the only passenger on a Greyhound feels rather luxurious if your standards are low (mine are).

Somebody give me a hug.

Algonquin surprised me by calling and telling me I got into the intensive program after all. So I am now going to be an INTENSE law clerk student. Also everyone needs to stop offering me free furniture (no they don't).

Legal accounting. What I wouldn't give to be sitting in a lecture on Cicero or Kant instead. (Maybe not Kant.)

Friends, it is raining so hard that we need umbrellas INSIDE THE BUS SHELTER. The roof couldn't handle it. #wtfottawa

Foggy morning. All the prettiness of rain with none of the mess. http://t.co/ujv4eZfI

When did I start actually liking these crappy California rolls in the cafeteria? And why am I paying $5.99 for them? #fuguestate

Today in Algonquin malapropisms and mistakes: William the Lionheart conquered England in 1066, apparently.

This claaaass please kill me. I think it's sucking knowledge OUT of my head rather than the reverse.