Yo! I got some pictures from my “Departy”, and the reception for my creative writing club.
I’m in the middle of packing up my room and trying to squeeze everything I own into 2 suitcases that I can take on the Greyhound to Chicago, so I can’t write right now! But, I promise I will soon!
Oh – and the radio piece we made with the kids at the library is available on the CKUT website. You can listen here!
Me and my posse
After having to submit yet another 3 random documents to the New Zealand High Comission in Ottawa, they have assured me that the will issue the Visa this week and overnight it to me.
I threw a going away party on Saturday, or “Departy”, the neologism I invented from the Quebecois “Party de depart”. Just remember you heard it here first when it’s the lingua franca in 2020.
Ticker and I made a turkey, and stuffing. I actually spent the entire day cooking. I baked muffins, made a jello mold, home made baba ganoush, pasta salad, a giant pot of vegan chili, mixed greens salad with homemmade pickled beets, etc. It was the “eat the cupboards bare” party. I kept trying to encourage people to eat the cans of smoked clams, pineapple slices, black eyed peas, beef broth that expired in 2002, cream of mushroom soup, creamed corn, artichoke hearts, and jalepeno jelly that still needed to go, yet no one took me up on the offer, though we did end up cracking open the jar of “Maple-Fir Jelly”. It mostly just tasted like maple though.
As soon as I get pictures from Mr. Ticker I shall post some, though I’m sad to say I didn’t think to take any pictures of the bird… or the rest of the giant feast we prepared.
This is my last week at work at the MCL! Friday we’re having a reception for the creative writing project I have been working on, I’m excited to have the kids read their stories! I’m worried that they’re going to f*** it up, of course, but I’m keeping my fingers crossed. Also – this Wednesay they’re broadcasting the radio piece we worked on with the kids from Tyndale. It totally didn’t turn out to be ANYTHING that I had hoped, but it was still fun. I’ll post the link to the CKUT archive once it airs, but if you’re in Montreal, you can tune in Wednesday to 90.3 fm at 7:00 pm!
As much as I love my sweetie, and appreciated his Valentine’s day gifts (chocolates and a beautiful handmade book!), by far the best Valentine’s day gift I received was from one of the kids at the Richmond Square branch of the Montreal Children’s Library.
I now have a new blog in my custody – albeit only for the next 3 weeks:
http://richmondsquare.wordpress.com/
Check out the cool stuff we’re doing at the library!
(PS -I just posted some pictures of a cow’s heart)
It’s true… according to the documents I submitted to the New Zealand High Commission in Ottawa, my doctor indicated that I am suffering from jaundice. That would probably explain the strange yellow tint to my eyes…
Unfortunately for me, New Zealanders don’t let people suffering from jaundice into their country, so I have to now get a letter from my doctor explaining that he must have accidentally ticked the wrong box.
They also informed me that I am missing a radiologist’s report from my x-ray, just so they can be sure I don’t have TB. I called the Montreal Chest Institute to ask them to fax a copy of the report to the High Comission in Ottawa. the radiologist’s VERBATIM response: “WHat the hell do they need that report for?! I already filled out their form saying ‘No evidence of TB.’ These new Zealand Immigration people are so anal! It’s just really frustrating.”
If only you (radiologist, and the rest of the world) knew just how truly frustrating a process this has been!
Oh yeah, I’ve also had to get medical reports faxed to me from the USA and now I have to pay the Clinique St. Henri doctor $40 for the forms he filled filled out (incorrectly!)
In addition, my home phone and internet has been disconnected. I had some moments of panic, but am now recovered. Like I said to my sweetie, “I can handle anything the universe throws at me.”.
Tip – NEVER TRY TO IMMIGRATE TO NEW ZEALAND!!!
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