The End

Nova's finished.

There was a fax after we all went home today, 9:35 apparently, saying that instructors won't be paid until the 19th, instead of the 15th. That's it, that's the end.

I'm officially out of a job, in Japan, with a visa that will expire in just over 2 weeks. Fantastic. Oh, and I'm broke too. As if that helps.

I sent an application to Interac just now, the company Greg works for. We'll see where that gets me.

I would be more shocked if this were the first time I've suddenly found myself completely and utterly fucked, which I am, more or less. The only difference between now and the other times is that now I have a week or two to make some tough choices and get things sorted.

Not to turn this into a whine-fest, but, why? I mean, of all the things to have follow me around in my life, why does it have to be complete, utter, life destroying, emotionally scarring disaster?

Oh well. You take the hand you're dealt, eh? Chin up, David.