It's official now. The plane tickets, cancellation of my Internet and electricity, packing, goodbye dinner, last visit from parents, giving notice, signing new contract, and finding someone to take care of my cat* were somehow not enough to make it official. But last night I said goodbye to my Korean student, and now I know I'm leaving. He's a wonderful boy, dead jealous that I'm moving to Europe, AND he invited me out for a slap-up Korean meal tonight - nothing more awesome - but I simply have no bloody time because I'm LEAVING. Anyways, it's strange, because when I left Paris it was such a blur of exams and insane busy-ness that, then too, it was only saying goodbye to all the Korean expats I was teaching that gave me the sense I was actually leaving. Koreans have basically kept me out of the poorhouse. I love them.
*But I'm still looking, people, as it stands she has to go to Montreal and I'll have to buy her drugs to make the journey bearable, and frankly I've got an emotional problem with encouraging the ketamine industry - bunch of club kids thinking they're not quite stupid enough yet so they'll eat cat drugs - Jeebus Fuck! When the stupid fucking baby boomers were young, the social establishment tried to stop them from stupefying themselves, and I think ours encourages it. The stupider the rabble, the more shit you can sell them and the less they vote. Television is even worse. Grrrrrr!
On that note, I've got a serious problem with the new Daylight Savings time too - take away one hour of contemplative (or just sleeping) sunny time in the morning to add one in the evening we can spend shopping, doing business, or staring at flickering screens?!?!? You know what, fuck you. I shop plenty, do lots of business, and am subjected to far too much intrusive product placement even though I don't watch conventional television, and I refuse to adjust my fucking schedule to do more. Fuck this shit. I'm moving to Europe. Hah.