Phew! My holidays down south have quickly sped up into a whirlwind of activity.
They began with a comedy of errors. My flight into Ottawa on the 23rd was diverted to, of all places, Windsor, where I spent 2 hours on the tarmac, stuck in the plane until we flew back to Ottawa again, 4 hours after our scheduled arrival time. My mom, who drove from Kingston to pick me up, thankfully was still there.
On Christmas day, I had my knapsack stolen out of the backseat of my mom's car - inside the bag was my laptop, my iPod Nano, and my digital camera.... practically every electric gadget I own of any value. Oh, and they got my mom's and my aunt's christmas presents as well, both one-of-a-kind pieces of Inuit art. So, basically, worst Christmas ever. During dinner at my aunt's I drank more wine than usual to chase away the pain. I can deal with the financial loss, since I'm finally making money these days... but I sure wish I had my pictures from my past 6 months in Nunavut back, as well as numerous other irreplaceable files.
Oh well, on the plus side, I guess I'll be buying myself a fancy new MacBook earlier than I expected.
Since then, however, as expected, I've been immersing myself in a flurry of friends, food, and beer. Which continues tonight as I help DJ at the bar 751 on Queen St. West.
I don't believe I fly back on Friday! Time flies! Happy New Year, everyone! May your 2008 be happy, healthy, and free of theft.