these are not my walls

It rains a lot in Vancouver. Which is where I am now. Attending my bar course, in yet another step on the lengthy process to becoming a lawyer. Sure hope I like it at the end of this, huh? Heh. Heh.

I'm staying at my sister's house while I take this course. Which means she basically sees me every day. You may ask, therefore, why she would be harassing me to blog, when she could just holler down the hall at me? (And she does that. A lot.) And I would say: good effing question.

So basically I'm here for Jess. :)

More later.