When I was a kid, I hated crusts on my sandwiches.

Now my favourite parts of the loaf are the heels, which are *all* crust.

I really, really hate the last week leading up to Christmas. It's always hateful and hectic and I long for the retail calm that arrives afterward.

But I haven't updated in a while, so I thought I should at least type something.

Still no news on the government-pays-for-schooling front, but we shall see. I'm going to make an appointment with my social worker type person this week, though the actual appointment probably won't be scheduled for two or three weeks.

My old workplace pension plan has now sent me a letter, saying I have to make a decision on how my money is to be handled. I have the option of leaving things as is, but the money will be (permanently?) locked into it as a RPP - retirement pension plan. I suspect I could ask them to transfer it to my RRSP, but at that point it would probably immediately become income, not according to Revenue Canada, but to the people at EI, and I don't want that.

On a completely unrelated note, I tried deep fried pickles in a bar last weekend for the first time. I don't think I'd order them myself, but they weren't nearly as strange as I thought they would be.