Ok so here goes it!

Nothing a whole lot new with me, work is the usual politics, eventhough the word "PRIVITIZATION" has been uttered by my boss. One woman keeps constantly asking me if I am pregnant yet! She even told one of my other co-workers to buy me a pregnancy test just so she could see. Um yeah I have contemplated writing her up about that one! Besides I haven't seen my husband in over a month now, that must be some new-fangled communication lines that they have put in these days, getting pregnant over the phone, sounds like a News of the World cover story to me!

So the oh-so-wonderful strike at the good ol'CBC is over with. I am sure that our government just loves the idea of paying Don Cherry a salary this year!! The only thing that I am looking forward to is The Rick Mercer Report (formerly known as Rick Mercer's Monday Report), as far as I am concerned it's the only show on the CBC worth my tax dollars. He has even started a blog, bless his little soul! Address? Pretty damn easy, especially for a red-neck like me! HA HA! It's rickmercer.blogspot.com make sure that you check out some of the photoshop works of art that he's got posted, if you're from Alberta and can't stand Ralpie Boy, you'll have a hoot (this according to Gail!).

So wondering about the hubby eh!?! Turns out the immigration paperwork is taking longer than expected (at least for Max it is, I knew we would hit a concrete wall sooner or later!), turns out it takes at least 2 months for the RCMP to issue a criminal record check for immigration paper work. I ain't gonna make a comment on that one because I am pretty damn sure I am going to get stopped one of these days for speeding again, and well I need to kiss ass as much as I can because I don't think I could afford to pay a $350 speeding ticket, just because Joe Farmer can't find the fuckin gas pedal! I think the constant commuting is getting to me again. I think it is because winter is nearly here and I know that I won't be able to drive 130 down the QE2 for at least another 6 months if I am lucky. I am sorry that Chevy had to make their Impala's so fuckin sporty, I just bought the thing because it was good on gas, and well you can buy $600 worth of stuff from Costco and fit it all in your trunk. Oh and did I mention you can fit an entire dorm room worth of stuff in one of those things too! Yeah I like to drive and drive fast. It's fun especially at 6 in the morning and there is no one, and I mean no one on the highway.

Oops how did that happen? Anyways Max is moving back home this weekend, which is nice because I was getting pretty damn tired of getting my calls dropped on his cell phone. He's contemplating on coming for a visit here in the new year, which means that Reading week might actually mean a Mexican honeymoon. I guess Cancun is sort of out of the question. Somewhere far away from here for a week sounds almost too good to be true at the moment. I got a prof who is wayyy out of his league right now. Some how he has this strange idea that we are all budding post-graduate students. Ummm no I would be just please to be an undergrad right now! He somehow thinks that I am going to have a complete anaylsis of his psychoanalysis of mourning bullshit done by next week. Ummmm maybe in the next millenium is a better estimate.