For Your Pleasure



Well I had planned to make this a post about me beiiiing in the USA but that turned out to be FALSE. So since the last time I updated I've actually beeeeeen in the US but now I'm back in England. Woopety doo. I couldn't fathom how awesome it was while I was away so I decided to come back. All a matter of trial and error, I'm sure.

So what am I doing whilst I'm back here? Same thing I always am - FAILING. Well not constantly but... it's definitely there. I can feel it. Blech. I hate the post-travel blues. Not surprisingly I've felt not desire to go out anywhere and when I have I've felt that I do so begrudgingly. Something else I'm not entirely amused by is replacing all the things I lost whilst I were in States. I liked the phone I had so when I couldn't find it that really bothered me. However in a serendipitous turn of events the phone is unlocked so I can finally use my phone in the United States which, in the past, was a problem. Then there's the camera that I managed to misplace. I'm sure it will turn up at one of my favourite haunts. I'm going to wait on this. Until that time it may prompt me to get my other camera up and running. I liked the optical zoom on that. Plus I've had it since 2006/7 and may as well make use of it.

In the interests of syntax I'm going to make a paragraph break here.


We now return you to your regularly scheduled blog reading.


Yeah, right... regularly scheduled. Snort snort.


As it happens I wasn't chosen for the Green Card in their 'diversity lottery' which was pretty emotionally crippling. I managed that crippling emotional deficit by filling the void with alcohol. It was an incredibly effective way of suppressing/retarding my emotions. The unfortunate negatives included my money flying out the window and me being, at times, an absolute fiend to Chelsea. And I'm sorry for that, my dear. I wish to curse hindsight and begin to use more foresight. 

YET through all that bureaucratic garbage there was hope on the horizons courtesy of a glitch in the selection process. Seems that anyone who was selected in the original drawing was more than likely chosen from the first two days of the initial application process. As such this lead the results to not be random and therefore they couldn't be used. After all: 

Immigrant visa numbers made available under subsection (c) (relating to 
diversity immigrants) shall be issued to eligible qualified immigrants strictly in a 
random order established by the Secretary of State for the fiscal year involved. 

Basically I'm really happy that I get another chance in the same year. Schadenfreude! That being said I really mustn't build my hopes up again as I'm not sure if my liver can take another sustained hit like that. Blech.

Something I've been genuinely considering in the last couple of months is travelling Asia. Big time travelling where blisters get their own blisters and very soon you forget that you spoke English and start speaking broken English so that you think the locals will understand you. So yeah. That could be fun. I'd like to head to India then make my way up to Korea. Orrrr as far as I can get before I die, am killed, run out of money OR decide that I can't do this on my own. Which I probably can't. In any instance I'll hopefully have a good friend of mine come along so at least that way I can make semi-informed decisions. Hopefully.

Well seeing as my PRESSING schedule of doing nothing is backing up I had best go about sorting out my mind. That could take all day or as little as five minutes. Who knows. 

Until next time!

(whenever that is...)
 

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