Tuesday, 16 April 2013

Norpheus in the Undieworld.

I haven't been sleeping very well lately.
Hey. Haven't been around for a while. Not much to tell...still in America. Ever since we were advised to pursue the immigration thing from here rather than home, I've effectively been stuck here, unable to work and unable to leave. Well, technically I could have left the country to tidy up loose ends at home, but without the curiously titled 'advance parole', America wouldn't have let me back in...which, y'know, defeats the purpose of sitting in limbo (or Undieworld, as I have liked to call it for about 10 mins) in the hope that I'd still have a shorter processing time than going the consular route in Australia.

The cheeriest ID photo I own. True.

This card came a few days ago. It's what the USCIS calls a 'combo card', serving as an employment authorization and permission to piss off and come back. It also entitles you to a free shake at Whataburger*.

So I'm pissing off and coming back. With the help of the Gitche Manitou, I'll be back on the 30th of May for four weeks. This is one catch up I must attend, for it may be the last.

*You should have known as soon as you saw the asterisk.