I'm in Australia. Internet is a pain to use at present, so I'll be brief:
1. I hate long flights, but it was sooooooooooo worth it.
2. I'm alive and well. Much better than working.
3. The house rules, as do its occupants. Come visit and you'll see.
Monday, July 30, 2007
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Holy Internet Outbursts, Batman!
Thank God that's over. Some time around July 4, 2017 will be the next time I have to deal with the State Department, and thank God for that. I finally received my passport, a scant 16 weeks after I applied for it. But now the crippling rage (and corresponding increase in blood pressure) have subsided. What was to be a brilliant letter to the right honorable Tom Tancredo will remain forever as an unfinished draft on my desktop. Whatever. I have the document and that's all that counts.
My student visa arrived within 36 hours of when I applied. I guess the Aussies have their process worked out a little better than our State Department.
Finally receiving my two reticent documents was a welcome relief, much as taking a piano off of one's shoulders tends to be. This relief did have one startling side-effect: it completely de-motivated me at work. Since I realized that my departure is imminent and no longer imperiled by the State Department, it's been very, very hard to focus on bread and bagels.
My motivation has shifted to preparing for the trip. Now, paperwork and projects (like packing) that I should have taken care of prior to now are coming to the forefront of my attention. At times, it feels like there are too many items to handle. I'm not worried. This is how I work best. This is how I live. I am a dealine creature, whether by nature or nurture, and it brings out my A-Game. So, in the immortal words of Wayne Campbell, let me say just this:
Game on.
My student visa arrived within 36 hours of when I applied. I guess the Aussies have their process worked out a little better than our State Department.
Finally receiving my two reticent documents was a welcome relief, much as taking a piano off of one's shoulders tends to be. This relief did have one startling side-effect: it completely de-motivated me at work. Since I realized that my departure is imminent and no longer imperiled by the State Department, it's been very, very hard to focus on bread and bagels.
My motivation has shifted to preparing for the trip. Now, paperwork and projects (like packing) that I should have taken care of prior to now are coming to the forefront of my attention. At times, it feels like there are too many items to handle. I'm not worried. This is how I work best. This is how I live. I am a dealine creature, whether by nature or nurture, and it brings out my A-Game. So, in the immortal words of Wayne Campbell, let me say just this:
Game on.
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