Wham, Bang, Thank You, M'am!

Phone message from my dad this morning, asking me how much ransom I'd be willing to pay to get my passport back. I'm all, like, no way, you have it already? He's all, well, maybe I do, and maybe I don't. Harr, harr. Shiver me timbers. Yohoho and a bottle of Pastis. *breathe deeply, focus, Mathieu, focus* Wow, I have a real, live, valid work visa for the USA. After all this nonsense with the corporate work visa bureaucrats, I can't believe the public service ones were so fast. I mean, I was there yesterday at eleven, and the visa is delivered to my parents' doorstep at nine the next morning.

Ok, I'm sidetracking. I just can't face this head on, it's too big. It means, in exactly one month, I move in with the Princess, at LONG last. It means, heck, I don't know what it means, except we're both SOOOO happy. Happy Chinese New Year, everybody! :D Location : Beauvais, France.