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.
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I was going to ask you if you had figured anything out for kitty-poo. I've thought about people I know in the T.O. area and one of them is moving to Europe herself..the other has a dog..and the other one is not a cat fan. Sigh. I'll keep thinking..
I also have a really serious problem with the new DS time. I don't believe for one second that the Bush administration did it for 'environmental' purposes. We all know everything's strictly financial for them. I cannot believe that we decided we have to do whatever they do.
Ah, what do you expect. We voted in a bunch of whores and have failed to diversify our external trade, which we'll pay for now that investors have finally realized American consumers aren't solvent.
I bet future Canadian generations will look back on 2007 as the Year of Bitter Irony in that Canada altered time itself to accomodate American trade partners, just at the time that American trade partners went down the shitter.
I never thought of it that way - being someone who rarely leaves my apartment at this time of the year. I really don't think the time change has many me a better consumer. They'll have to try a bit harder than that.
Or a better typist.
It's possible I'm just being paranoid, Sugar, it is getting to that time of the month.
Your cat can stay with me if you want so long as it's temporary. Although I have to warn you i've got two crazy monsters already and I don't have any mice. Oliver is pure sweetness but hissface will just boo and hiss and do everything to make terror at your cat, and it won't go away even though you think it will because she's just miserable and will be forever.
Well, it would be temporary . . . but it still might be months. I'll write you about it.
I remember a crazy ex-roomate of mine in University asking me for the rest of my bottle of cat drugs. I wouldn't let him have them. I told him to buy his drugs on the streets like a normal person.
Damn right. That's why God gave us opposable thumbs.
A crazy ex-roommate eh..I have my suspicions as to who that might be..
You can take the boy out of the Soo...
So the Soo was the one with the substance abuse problem, not the boy?
How you can even think of leaving when I just got here is beyond me. I hope you'll continue to write here after you settle. It's all too exciting, nerve wracking and just like life.
All the more room for you, Dale. But I'll keep writing in Europe, or else I'll forget English.
Please do. Your English is most expressive and fantastic.
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