So, I decided that I could try my hand at grad school. I decided on the University of North Carolina, the top journalism school in the state (like the University of Texas for, well... Texas). They're offering a Certificate (not a full graduate degree) in Technology and Communications. Classes are all online, and they're kicking my tush, but I am learning a lot and they are fun. I drove over to the UNC campus in Chapel Hill on week for orientation and I got a small tour of the school (through Jason's small experience at the school and an easy-to-find campus map off Franklin Street). I even got to eat lunch at the THE PLACE TO HAVE LUNCH IN CHAPEL HILL, The Rat. It's some cruddy restaurant in a basement on Franklin Street, but everyone loves it. Jason (whose dad is UNC alumni) visited the school a lot as a child and told me about the place. Anyway, so I'm a Tar Heel now. Don't ask me what that is. I'm still trying to figure out what an Aggie is. I don't consider myself a Tar Heel, I'm a Mean Green Eagle through and through.
Well, in the photo I'm standing next to the Old Well on the UNC campus. You can apparenly drink water from it, but no chance was I going to put my mouth anywhere near where hundreds of thousands have before me. Eeww.
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