Sunday, December 5, 2010

Endings, beginnings, etc

The snow has finally arrived in Montreal. Not necessarily pleasing to all, yet definitely a requirement for a real holiday season. The snow is white and bright, whereas the inhabitants of this city are mostly blue: holiday shopping (bankruptcy), plummeting temperatures (frostbite), the end of semesters (17 papers and 15 exams), sunsets at 4:10pm (gaaahhhh)... It's very hard to get acclimatized to this season, especially this year. 

For the last few years, Montreal seemed to have skipped a few seasons. We would leave winter and enter neither spring nor summer, more of an in-between season that promoted rain and low temperatures. Fall would last one or two weeks, then we'd be stuck in the winter season once more. This year, however, was fantastic! We had a long, slow spring which flowed into the warmest, sunniest and longest summer I can remember. The transition into fall was beautiful, accentuated by over 4 weeks of colorful foliage. And now, BAM! It's cold. 

Don't get me wrong, xmas is my favorite holiday. I love a white xmas. I love baking. I love wrapping presents and seeing the recipients faces when they unwrap them. I love listening to Bing Crosby and Judy Garland. I even love the sports that come with the season: hockey, skiing, sledding... 

Basically, I'm bitching because I'm freezing my rear end off out here. 

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Craptastic: Berlusconi strikes again!

In the spirit of the impending holidays, Berlusconi and his minions decided to do something... un-grinch-like.

They distributed thousands of government approved €50 vouchers to less-fortunate families. The nation was shocked at this display of generosity.

And so it was, that families with empty bellies flocked to the Co-ops and Esselungas, with visions of their families and themselves seated around a loaded table this holiday season.  They packed their shopping trolleys to their hearts content and, still sporting those dazed looks upon their faces, they lined up to pay.

The clerks swayed their dance, scanning items one by one and stuffing them into bags. The lucky clients' smiles grew bigger with each beep the machine let escape. And when the total came up on the screen and the clerks' hands opened to receive payment, the happy clients' were already whipping out their vouchers.

Unfortunately for them, they didn't work. Every single gift card that supposedly carried a balance of €50 was, in fact, worth €0. Ah yes, the perverted perma-tan sporting international embarassment of a "leader" striked again.

Happy holidays everybody.

Friday, July 11, 2008

end of an experience

On August 4th, I'll be coming home to Montreal. I've spent half a year in Florence (jesus, has it really been that long already?)

I'm happy, excited, sad, scared....all at once. I can't wait to roam the streets of Montreal once again, I didn't think I could miss a place so much...

I can't wait to go to dim sum with Kathryn and then roam around chinatown sipping on bubble tea, I can't wait to have a lazy Sunday-style brunch with Neel on a Tuesday morning, I can't wait to see fellow otaku Dennis and nerd that shit up, I can't wait to see Jeff and chill with him on a terasse or in a pub and laugh my heart out, I can't wait to hang out with Gael with a bottle of wine and a great video game or movie, I can't wait to go to Ira's place and predict cheesy movies, I can't wait to see Cas and have a ridiculously fun time at the karaoke booths, I can't wait to crash parties I wasn't invited to with Pat... I can't wait to go out with all of them and party until way after the sun is up.

Only person missing is...Liz. She moved to Toronto a few days before I left, and she's just signed a lease, so she won't be back for a while. It will be very hard not having her around... we used to call each other up and hang out, or talk on the phone and IM each other at the same time... It will be hard not having her physically around to support me while I continue to make mistakes and then freak out about them. I'll have to get a long distance plan or something!

I'll be leaving some people behind when I go... But I've finally realized that I have to be honest with myself: I've been lonely and depressed for most of my time here, and it's just not the place for me. It's a beautiful one, but the inside counts, and I don't feel attracted to Florence's heart anymore...she's not as understanding and unique as Montreal is.

In a few days (or knowing me, probably in about a week) I'll post up some of my pictures (which Sean has already seen on Facebook =p) and show you guys what I've been up to.