Monday, July 18, 2005

My House, my Job

For Japhet, who asked whether I was wandering around until sunrise because I was homeless. Um, no. This is my house. The bottom right is my apartment. This is my backyard (c'mon, just click on it).
For those of you who want to mapquest it, I'm at #2 rue Saint Angèle, apartment 101, Quebec city, Québec. And not only do I have a house, I also have a job! And that's why I was out so late that night. Because I got home from work on friday totally exhausted. And so I fell asleep at 8pm that evening, and by midnight, I was wide awake and refreshed. So I got resteless and went out walking. The end.
As for where I work, I'm a translator at the National Assembly. That's the Quebec legislature. Why the "National" Assembly? Well, cause Quebec is a nation, as well as a province. That's as much as I'm going to get into it, I think. It's a full-time job, but it's only for this summer, which is good, because I don't think I could handle doing it for much longer. It's good experience, but it's not exactly.. exciting. Not exciting. Especially because all the politicians went on holiday June 20th, so there are no more laws coming in. ZZZ. Most of my time has been spent translating a new book on parliamentary procedure. Is that as boring as it sounds? Pretty much. Although I liked it at first. BUT, there are tons of perks, not least of which, the place is beautiful. Check this picture out. This is where I work, man.

2 comments:

PINKSandROSES said...

umm well i can't live in my own apartment cause i'm broke like a homeless person. Just thought you should know that about me...

Alice said...

you're a translator! that's so cool! that's what i would do if, say, i used my major instead of selling out and doing a totally boring job instead (that still doesn't pay enough to let me have my own place... damn dc). how did my comment on your site turn into a rant? sorry about that...