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Into Every Man's Life...

So the LAN I was going to this weekend apparently got cancelled. *shrugs* Seems to fit the theme. There are going to be millions of disappointed gardeners staring up at the steel-grey sky this weekend. Probably an allegory in it somewhere, but I'll be buggered if I know where. Still, it's a long weekend and I'm therefore thankful. And it's a week away from Lacuna Coil, which promises to rock even if nobody I know can go/is going with me for one reason or another.

Things in general are not quite ideal yet, but they've turned around and now seem just a matter of finding my way back from the edge of my own private abyss. It was frankly frightening how much of a wreck I was even as recently as February. But despite some persistent problems, I seem to be generally feeling much better. Finally not being broke will help a lot of things immensely.

I've been kind of drained the last few days, but that's largely been my own fault. I've been trying to keep a far more nocturnal lifestyle than can really be justified when I have to wake up before 6 AM for work. As an aside, the sky really has no business being so bright that early in the day. Curse you, Daylight Savings.

Work remains OK. They've finally moved us out of the training room and back into our cubes. I joke with my neighbours about the age gaps between husbands and wives (largest I've so-far seen is 38 years.) and indulge in too much concourse food/coffee. Today I went to a part of the food court I haven't visited in what seems like forever. My mother used to run a food kiosk down there - the sign is even (mostly - The Suya House is now the Spicey (sic) House) still there. It certainly took me back. Much might have been different if things had worked out there, but it was a really bad time to do anything that depended on the wallets of hungry civil servants.

Passing the hideous lines for the passport office every morning has convinced me that this is a horrible, horrible year for my passport to be expiring. At least I don't have to ccross a border anytime soon, unlike, say, my mother and sister...whose passports are also expiring this year, and whose applications are currently stuck in limbo somewhere. It doesn't look like they'll be making it in time for my commencement (June 12th) which provides me with the perfect excuse not to go, one which I am gravitating towards taking. I probably have about a week to decide.

All right, I've put off dinner long enough. See you all later.



( Walk among 4 shadows — Cast a shadow )
May. 19th, 2007 12:47 pm (UTC)
Passing the hideous lines for the passport office every morning has convinced me that this is a horrible, horrible year for my passport to be expiring.

I'm starting to think i hit it really lucky. I mailed mine in (no way was i going to try going in person) in mid February - mine was expiring in June so i thought maybe i'd have it back by then. I got it back less than 6 weeks later. Mine was processed in Calgary (even though i mailed it to Ottawa). I know lots of people who sent theirs off before i did and still don't have it back. As i said - i must've just been bloody lucky!
May. 20th, 2007 09:48 pm (UTC)
Maybe the person who got your form likes the blog. :)P
May. 20th, 2007 03:48 am (UTC)
Bah, stop reminding me how I'm going to miss Lacuna Coil.
I am Jacks' feelings of remorse...
May. 20th, 2007 08:17 pm (UTC)
Oh, I forgive _you_. :P
( Walk among 4 shadows — Cast a shadow )