I DREAM OF HAGGIS

Glasgow has been oddly warm and sunny for the past few days now. Does it mean i have fully assimilated when i remark how strange it is to not see a cloud in the sky? Not that it really matters as i am no longer on an extended vacation; i am now a fully-employed lass with a National Insurance Number and bank account.

My first week at work has been great; the people are very nice and the office is quite young. As well, i have been taken around to some of the venues that we own and it's quite exciting and interesting. However, there is a fair amount to take in so i have been taking lots of notes and trying to wrap my little Canadian head around how Scotland is run and such things.

i have to admit that i have been somewhat homesick. i really miss my friends, family, and Toronto. My friend came 'round the other night (rightly fearing that i might be homesick) and sucessfully attempted to cheer me up. He pointed out all the positives of moving to Glasgow, and how i made the right decision. However, it's not an issue of it being a "right or wrong decision"; it's a matter of me just being homesick for friends, family and the wonderful city of Toronto. It's not too bad when i am busy at work but since i do not have a television or the internet at home (yet), i am left with little to do but ponder what all my friends and family are doing back home. No wonder immigrants are hard workers: who wants to be left with idle hands and a busy mind thinking of loved ones left behind?

Also, i have to start thinking of Scotland as my "home" - for now, anyway.

It's funny: i was thinking the other day (while shopping at Tescos - brilliant grocery store, by the way. Dirt cheap), how mouth-breathing morons often tell immigrants (or 2nd/3rd generation Canadians/Britians) to "go home" or to "go back" from where they came from. And i realised, that's exactly what i've done!

Some of these racist BNP-voting fuckers often complain about immigrants taking their jobs and telling us bloody foreigners to go home. And yet: this is our ancestral land for a lot of us foreigners. How very odd, indeed.