07 March 2008

It's about the journey

This morning I emailed my university's adviser. I was hoping perhaps they would still maintain a copy of my I-20. I got to work and scanned my OPT card. Emailed it to my lawyer. Called my school and found out they destroyed the record 5 years after the student's graduation. That was the first blow. I thought I would try checking on my first lawyer, who obtained my first H-1 after college. Nope, they didn't have a copy of my I-20 either. That was another letdown.

I called my lawyer next and was advised to request a verification letter from my school. So I called the office again, but this time, I called the adviser directly. He was not available today. I left him a long message. I hope to talk to him next Monday. If not, I will have to write to the director of the office. I must get this done.

The insurance adjuster came and took a lot of pictures of the car. He was cordial. I will need to call the claim manager next Tuesday to learn more. That's progress.

This morning I got the bad news that my rent was increased. It will be $20 more each month starting April. If I could cut down more I would. Prices are going up everywhere. Unfortunately my salary stays the same.

Had dinner with PK at Bella Italia tonight. This was our second time dining here. I ordered spaghetti with meat sauce plus mushroom, PK had their alfredo fettucini. The clam chowder that came with the dinner was good, chunky and creamy. PK's salad on the other hand looked average to me. My spaghetti was very tasty, the sauce was hot and tangy, adding mushroom was a good touch. I did feel the portion was slightly less than what I was used to. Not a big problem. PK did not like his fettucini as much and was adding red sauce that came with the bread, then later my pasta sauce to his dish. He thought the food tasted better the last time we visited.

We forgot his food in takeout box on the table after we left. PK didn't mind. He was just not too impressed tonight. I came home and watched random TV programs. Chatted with Sylvia for a bit. It's a quiet night.

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