Spring

How do I know it is spring?

a) Tempature is rising, snow is melting, birds are singing etc.

b) I get completely disoriented and bad things happen.

Now, I will not go for a). I guess I have to stay longer in Montreal to adjust my definition of spring. In my book, 8 °C is still winter (and besides, I haven't heard any bird singing yet!)

So, that leaves me with b)

O.K., let me see what happened the last 7 days:

1. I lost my cell 1 week ago. (I had also lost my cell last year and yes, what a coincidence, it was the beginning of spring!)
2. I lost my bus pass this Saturday
3. For the last three days I am under a serious cold. It started with a soar throat and reached its peak today when I developed a high fever. And last but (certainly) not least:
4. This morning (and being sick) I had to deal with a small flud that threatened my apartment. For a yet undetermined reason, the drain in my bathtub could not acommodate the amount of water and as a result, my bathroom turned to a raging river that threatened everything in its path. (By the way this would never happen, if there was a drain in the bathroom floor as it is a common practice in Europe!!)

3 and 4 were the reasons I skipped class today, however I got to school anyway, because I had this REALLY important meeting with my supervisor about my MA paper. (I guess some things are MORE important). Considering the coughing, the fever, the headache and the fatigue, the meeting went really well. What's the catch? I have about one month to complete a) my MA paper and b) a term paper.

After the meeting, I joined Raph and Jill for a late lunch at Carlo's and Pepe's (a sick guy has to eat after all, doesn't he?) and my day ended with attending a rather interesting meeting of Arts Graduate Students (since I was already downtown, why not go there anyway?).

Isn't spring lovely?