déja vendredi?

Another week zipped by? Sheesh.

Yesterday was quasi-productive. Aside from finishing up some writing/revisions and doing some reading, I started researching the process of getting permanent resident status here in Oz. Which would make allowing the jawnbc and querrelle story unfold more naturalistically.

Except the immigration system here is wholly adversarial and not at all transparent. What a fookin' bore.

Please don't misconstrue my sentiments here, particularly my Australian mates. I don't think I am entitled to live here (or anywhere I'm not already a citizen) to permanent resident status--I support having a selective system, one that incorporates social, familial and economic interests. I'm all kewl with that. Unlike a lot of socialists, I don't think the injustices of the world will be mitigated by opening the borders of Western liberal democracies to any and all. In fact, I think that'd be the end of any liberalism--sort of a socio-political sinking of the liferaft. Of a sort.

What gets up my nose is that Australia (the state, the government, the ministry of immigration), in making their system so difficult to navigate, in fact discourages strong candidates from seeking residence. Canada and The US do a better job of allowing potential citizens to best represent their skills and contributions.

So querrelle and I had a nice dinner, and cuddled and read after talking about all this. He's offered to do the legwork in seeing how best to go about this. Thanks stud! Feeling much less anxious--no make that weepy, nothing makes me sadder than injustice--I dozed off shortly after starting my book.

And I got that special wake up call this morning, so many of us know and love. Oooh tingly.

I have work to do. But it's beginning to feel like a "fook da dawg" day--better get a move on. Bye, bye, faut que je m'en aille!