~ When my mom sent my portfolio off in the mail, I signed up for an email notification on the tracking page so that I’d know what day I had to hang around for the delivery. They don’t really track the progress of the packages it seems because when I checked the site it said “received at post office, Qualicum Beach” and then nothing so I figured it must still be in the prairies. Moments later a frail old guy was knocking at my door with the portfolio in hand. Today I got an email informing me that the package had been delivered to me yesterday.
~ Jeff, our roommate, has the flu. I’m thinking this means he isn’t driving us to IKEA this weekend.
~ If all goes as planned, I’m having lunch with Kat tomorrow. Then I’m running a series of errands. Soon Nathan moves to Toronto. Exciting.