hinterland who's who

It is raining hard in Montreal today. I just biked home in it, and now my jeans are hanging from my open door, trying to get dry. I have already made good use of my towel. Having chosen comfort over class, I feel a responsibility to read a textbook or solve math problems. Lunch, however, will have to come first.

Oh, and last night I met a person from France, while reading in an upstairs coffeeshop. His roommate was playing trumpet in the jazz band over in the corner. We spoke in both languages.