Big City Death

Be grateful.
Be very grateful that instead of working on one of my two essays, or my drawing project, or my typography project, I'm instead updating this blog. 
I know, I know. I've missed you too. It's been months since I last saw you! How are you? How's the foot doing? Did you get that weird rash checked out?
Seriously though, it's kind of nice to be writing for something other than school. In case you didn't know (and you probably didn't), I'm back in Canada and attending a rather prestigious art school. Now before you judge me and my decisions, I would like you to keep this image in mind: 

Does this help?

Ok, that may not have worked in my favour, but in my defence, my sticks were hung from a free-standing structure. Either way, I'm studying advertising and it's turning out to be a pretty interesting ride so far. I won't go into intricate details of how much work I have (A LOT) and which classes suck (a few) so as not to offend anyone, but I will say that I'm somehow managing to keep up.

In other news, I am now also a Toronto resident. Yes sir. Exciting as the big city life is, it can sometimes get you down - it's really hard to find a seat at Starbucks sometimes. Also, I constantly feel boxed in and don't even get me started on public transit. I thought small town Canada was weird but nothing compares to Toronto weird; but alas, that's a blog post in itself.