Yesterday I got a box in the mail. It was from my dad, who is a musician. When the (nervous looking) postman handed it to me, it was ticking. Like a bomb.
Dad sent me a metronome, which somehow turned on during the trip.
I can’t believe that Canada Post delivered a ticking box!
Also, yesterday I applied for the job of awesomeness that is the Artistic Directorship of the Ottawa Storytellers’ Winter Concert Series. Can you believe that my degree in folklore is actually pertinent to this job? I sure can’t! It’s going to be a great opportunity if I get it. The salary won’t even begin to pay the bills, but it would be so fan-bloody-tastic that I don’t even care! I may get to work for storytellers! Yay!