Archive for May, 2020


Monday night. Great news on the personal front, or at least one side of it. The University of Toronto has completed my ECA (Education Credential Assessment) and sent me the PDF certificate stating that I do, in fact, have a valid university degree from the US. Normally, the process takes 2-3 months, not 3.5, but given the hand they were dealt, this turnaround time is nothing short of phenomenal. (They switched to online-only processing, with virtual transcripts instead of physical documents.)

I hadn’t expected them to process everything so quickly. Kudos, U of T. Now the last piece of the paperwork mountain is the FBI clearance: I mailed it in three days ago, so hopefully it’ll arrive in their West Virginia office sometime this week. Once they process it (about a week?) and send it back (another week, maybe?), my company’s lawyers will be able to submit my permanent residency at long last.

Given the horrific shitshow happening in the US, I really don’t feel like going back…

I took the third trip to the local Niagara Falls Walmart today to get some more fruit, veggies, cheese, and frozen pizzas – the essential supplies needed to spend the last two weeks here. Maybe it was the cold and gloomy weather (we’ve been hit with the polar vortex), or maybe it was something else, but for once there was no line to get inside the store at 6pm. Another big change is that this time, most shoppers wore masks. One thing that’s still the same is the disappearance of grapefruit juice. Something has gone very, very wrong with that supply chain. Maybe someday I’ll figure out what it was.

Back to the US, though: most states reopened on Sunday, Mother’s Day. Pictures and video footage online all show a disaster in the making: crowded restaurants, overcrowded parks, crowds everywhere. All the voluntary isolation, the disruption of every single activity, all the countless sacrifices of varying degrees – all for nothing. The second wave won’t come in the fall – it’ll start showing up a week from now. Journo twitter is hinting (but unofficially) that someone very high up in the White House tested positive. The White House staff will have to wear face masks, which is a classic example of “do as we say, not as we do.” My quick count of Trump’s yesterday’s tweets was off: he posted or shared over 100 of them. This is the genius who wore goggles (without a mask) during the 3M factory tour…

Like I said, I’m just glad I’m out of there, and it’s even less likely than ever that I’d return. (Even though I miss my Search&Rescue crew from Seattle…) I’d anticipated a colossal screw-up from Trump’s government for years – and I’d started trying to transfer abroad even before he was elected. Back in February 2016 (when he was a pretty clear Republican frontrunner), I applied for a work transfer to the UK. When that fell through, I tried Poland. Then Canada. Then Australia. Then Canada again. Fifth time is the charm, eh?.. I can’t imagine what kind of stressed-out mess I would’ve been by now if I’d stayed there.

More and more journos (and some officials) are pointing out that official death tolls for the pandemic are quite a bit off. There are far more other, apparently related deaths, compared to the baseline period of 2019. Some are undoubtedly because people can’t get their treatment or are too afraid to go to the hospital. Most of the extra deaths, though, are most likely covid-related. We won’t know the true death toll until later on, when everything is accounted for. Knowing what I know about politics and petty tyrants, the US government will most likely start calling the death counts fake, and claiming that even the official death toll (not including the above-baseline deaths) is inflated. They’ve already declared war on science, so why the hell not?

…that was a very long way of saying that I’ll probably stop posting death totals here, unless the official number crosses some particular threshold.

Stay safe out there, y’all.

Sunday afternoon. In a couple of hours, I’ll start the first leg of the three-hour roundtrip to Toronto to pick up xgf from her friend’s empty basement apartment. The three-day trial isn’t nearly the same as living there for good, but maybe there’ll be some useful conclusions to make the long stay easier for her.

Two more weeks till we officially part ways… It’ll be strange to be solo. I suppose that’ll give me unique insight into quarantining alone or as part of a couple, so I’ve got the anthropological angle covered, if nothing else.

World news: Trump spent the entire day retweeting conspiracy theories – more so than usual, that is. By my guesstimate, there were over 30 tweets, likely many more. If any other person did that during their alleged work hours, they would’ve been fired. With his popularity ratings dropping, the unemployment numbers going higher than at any point since the Great Depression, and being unable to golf or hold rallies, he must be feeling mighty frustrated right about now. Here is hoping he doesn’t start bombing random countries just for the hell of it. (Wouldn’t be his first time.) In Israel, Netanyahu proposed microchipping the entire country, starting with kids, to get sound alerts when people get too close to each other. He seemed to be surprised when a lot of people pointed out that might not be he best idea he’s ever had. Heh.

…another cup of coffee, then sorting out the dry laundry, then off to Toronto.

Saturday night. The first day entirely on my own, no work and no xgf, since the pandemic began. Feels strange.

…I’ve never tried crack, but I imagine it feels a lot like Stardew Valley. That game is filled with dopamine reward structures. On top of that, it also embodies the Millennial dream: no debt, no bosses, your own house, the ability to do whatever you’d like, friendly neighbours. I’m a late bloomer – I got the game four years after it was released, and have been playing it on and off while hiding away at AirBnBs. (Xgf is more of a point-and-shoot video game fan, but she thinks my obsession is cute.) Between that and streaming random TV shows, it’s been a fairly easy escapism mechanism. (HBO’s “Watchmen” was strange but impressive.)

Today was the 10-year anniversary of becoming a full-time Amazon employee. My actual anniversary was six months earlier, since I was a warehouse temp first. That amount of time is hard to imagine… Another year or so, and I will have been with the company for a third of my life. Posted an eloquent update on LinkedIn, got a bunch of likes from VIPs and connection invites from people I don’t know. Chances are, nothing will come of it – but who knows.

So much has changed in those 10 years… I was a broke college student in Reno. (Nevada was hit by the recession harder than almost any other state.) I got hired as a warehouse temp, packing boxes. Ten years and five cities later, I’m a financial analyst in Toronto, with my own office, as well as the license and the autonomy to pursue any worthwhile projects I deem interesting. A lot has changed. I honestly can’t even imagine where I’ll be in another 10 years. I have some long-term plans and strategies, but it’s hard to say whether or not they’ll play out as planned. Ten years from now, I’ll open up this anniversary post and look back, and probably chuckle. Hey there, future self. Cambodia or Costa Rica?

In the pandemic news, the White House is almost certainly a hotspot by now. Dozens of Secret Service agents have tested positive, which means every VIP has been exposed by now. (If not, they’re incredibly lucky.) Given the age range of senators and Supreme Court judges, it’ll probably be only a matter of time before major US politicians start getting sick and developing complications. Prediction: at least one VIP will die within a month. (Right now, the hope is that warm weather will halt the spread of the virus, but that strikes me as wishful thinking. It’ll be nice to be wrong, though.) Meanwhile, several children in New York have died due to unusual covid-related complications. Here is hoping it’s not the beginning of some new and even worse trend.

Cumulative US death toll as of right now: 79,814; in Canada, 4,693.

Friday night. Today I made sure to thank my manager for helping me move from the US to Canada: I’m fairly certain I’d thanked him before, but I really can’t thank him enough. It’s a hot mess back in the US. I can’t imagine how much more stressful my life would’ve been had I stayed there.

The White House suppressed the CDC’s report on the coronavirus, and then released parts of it after a massive outcry. Two white men (father and son) in Georgia who chased a black jogger in their truck and shot him in the middle of the street in broad daylight finally got arrested – it took two months, a video, and a massive online outcry just to get them arrested… More White House staffers are getting diagnosed: the top one thus far is Katie Miller, VP Mike Pence’s press secretary. Given the utter lack of even the most basic precautions in the White House, I’m surprised it had taken that long for the first cases to show up. If either Trump or Pence get incapacitated – or worse – things will get even more chaotic.

Today was spent fighting the bureaucratic remnants of the 19th and 20th centuries. In order to wire money from my bank account, I had to try to borrow a relative’s US phone number because the bank’s system didn’t recognize my Canadian number. To finalize the FBI background check application, I had to print out an email at a UPS store (potential risk of exposure and all) for 35 cents, and then stand in line at a fairly crowded post office. They charged a bit more than 35 cents to send my precious letter to the FBI through the closed border and all the way to West Virginia. In theory, there’s no reason all of this couldn’t be done online and digitally. My best bad guess is that the process is deliberately cumbersome to discourage folks from spamming the FBI with their background check requests. Then again, maybe the system is still using the 19th century technology (magic signatures and all) simply because that’s how it’s always been done.

My first full day away from xgf in almost two months… She’s doing well by herself in her friend’s basement apartment (a trial run before she moves there for 3 months), so that’s good news. Of course, that doesn’t mean it’ll be as easygoing once she’s there by herself for an extended period of time… Here is hoping it’ll work out. On my end, my introvert battery is trying too hard to recharge itself, to the point where I do a lot of little things and don’t accomplish any of the big ones. I did set up an actual think-tank at work today, though, which isn’t something I’d ever thought I’d do. To quote Kurt Vonnegut, “so it goes.”

Cumulative death toll in the US as of right now: 78,318; in Canada, 4,569.

Thursday night. Xgf called a friend with an empty basement apartment and decided to stay there for the next three days as an experiment. (She doesn’t deal well with solitude, but it’s a great place to wait out the pandemic.) I dropped her off there after we drove up to the last open fingerprinting agency and got my FD-258 form filled out for the FBI background check.

…now there’s a paragraph that would’ve confused the hell out of my younger self. Heh.

They’re starting to slowly open up more parts of Canada. Most people are opposed to opening up too early, but I guess the had to placate the extroverts at some point. Businesses that had been deemed non-essential (which is very few businesses, to be honest) are being allowed to reopen. You still can’t walk into any fast-food places, mind you. (I wonder how junk-food addicts who have no cars are dealing with the drive-through-only ordering system.

The fingerprinting agency was extremely safety-oriented. The employees all wore masks and gloves, and I was asked to sanitize my hands at least five times as we exchanged IDs, papers, etc. Tomorrow morning, I’ll try to swing by a UPS store to print out one last piece of paper for the FBI (it’s the third decade of the 21st century and we still treat paper as if it were magic…) and send it off by snail mail. Two possibilities exist: their dossier on me will be either one sad little paragraph or a giant volume filled with redacted sections. I’d be excited (and mildly afraid) to see the latter, but it’s almost certainly the former. Can’t wait to see it either way.

The world news is as depressing as always, only a bit more so. No headlines or death tolls tonight.

Wednesday night. Another day, another dollar. Things might be looking up at work, or not – it’s never easy to tell.

The University of Toronto is moving ahead with my educational credential assessment (ECA), the last big piece of paperwork I need for my Canadian permanent residency application. The last little piece of paperwork is the FBI background check. I got lucky: most of the local fingerprinting agencies have shut down due to covid, but one of them is still in business. If xgf feels up to it tomorrow, we’ll take an hour-long drive to Toronto to do my fingerprints, fill out the FBI form, and send it off.

There’s a hypothetical future where my PR application gets finalized within a month, and I become an official Canadian resident within seven months… A bit longer than my initial timeline, but hey, I’ll take what I can get.

The New York Times published a huge story about the White House’s shadow task force set up by Jared Kushner and staffed by “volunteers” (mostly because they were too damn unqualified to hold and official government job). Their merry band decided to reinvent the entire procurement process while also keeping a separate VIP spreadsheet and rerouting vital supplies to Trump’s friends and donors. One of the people involved finally had enough and blew the whistle. Makes one wonder how many more grifting affairs have been happening in the background, without any whistleblowers to bring them to light.

In other words, it’s just as I’d written before: the US response is being run by corrupt imbeciles, and boy-wonder Kushner (who was never elected to any position) keeps getting assigned to every initiative, overruling and replacing the actual experts who might be able to help. Meanwhile, Trump is getting bored of the pandemic (probably because he can’t bully the virus into submission), and is calling for the country to reopen. He’s explicitly stated that people will die but the “American warriors” (aka the working class) will get through it. If all of this sounds like unhinged madness from a cheap self-published novel – well, that’s just the world we live in now.

…I can’t wait to officially become a Canadian.

Cumulative death toll in the US as of right now: 74,687; in Canada, 4,232.

Tuesday night. Weird day at work, dealing with a web-based dashboard interface that was useful but also the single slowest tool I’ve ever had to work with. Time really did fly by, though.

Xgf is exploring her housing options when we return to Toronto in 19 days. She can’t stay in the house with her 6-10 roommates (the number varies), and she has the offer of staying for free at her friend’s empty basement apartment, but then there’s also the option of moving back in with her parents, etc. We’re still very close. It’ll be strange for the both of us to be apart: by the time we get back to Toronto, we will have been living side by side (and dodging the virus) for over 70 days. How weird is that?..

In the world news, Brazil’s president still refuses to acknowledge the virus is real. The UK now has the highest death toll in Europe. The US is about to disband its coronavirus task force and, apparently, plans to do a whole lot of nothing. Some states (mostly in the south) are reopening: in purely cynical terms, that’s a way to deny people unemployment benefits when their governor officially gives them the green light to go back to work. That’d have a pretty bad chain reaction for small businesses (restaurants, etc) that wouldn’t make it without their employees, and bigger businesses would step in to fill the vacuum once the smaller businesses shut down. So it goes.

The virus might have mutated to a less deadly but a more contagious strain. In New York, at least 15 kids got hospitalized with something that may or may not be covid. Oh, and then there’s the giant murder hornets because why the hell not? Assuming we make it through 2020, there’s gonna be an awful lot of personal narratives that would seem downright unbelievable to whomever reads them in the future. (Just like with the Spanish Flu: contemporary accounts of people developing symptoms and dying while still on the subway train have been dismissed as panicky exaggerations…)

Cumulative death toll in the US as of right now: 72,125; in Canada, 4,043.

Monday evening. This morning, I pulled the trigger on the biggest financial decision of my life. Thus far, anyhow. This isn’t the time or the place to go into details, but it’s one of the main components of my plan to retire early, aka lean-FIRE.

Looks like the US has officially decided that it’s okay with 3,000 Americans dying each day a month from now, in early June – and that’s if things don’t get even worse. The Benghazi hearings lasted for years, over the deaths of four Americans. I doubt there will ever be hearings of even remotely close intensity once this is all over. Just like always, it’ll be empty platitudes about bipartisanship and the need to stick together and forgive. Not a single person will see the consequences of their ineptitude. At best, some minor politician might lose their job…

Cumulative death total in the US as of right now: 69,658; in Canada, 3,854.

Sunday night. Earlier today, I found the only garage in Niagara Falls that did oil changes on Sundays, and finally got it done. (It had been at an alarmingly low level.) There’s this indescribable feeling of freedom, knowing that you have a full tank of gas and can drive anywhere; that your car is tuned up, has enough good oil, and won’t give you any trouble. The freedom to drive away…

Xgf and I went to the actual waterfall today. There were hundreds of people, and many weren’t practicing social distancing. They walked in big groups, stayed side by side waiting for the crosswalk light to change, etc. There were cop cars here and there, so it looks like the social distancing policy was simply being ignored. That’s counterproductive, to say the least.

Trump has officially gone off the deep end. Earlier today, he posted a truly bizarre tweet (“….And then came a Plague, a great and powerful Plague” etc, etc), followed by a barrage of retweets blaming Obama, the intelligence community, and just about everyone else. On the off chance someone is reading this from way in the future (hopefully, Twitter and Facebook are long gone by then), please know that none of the stories about Trump were false. It really was that bad, and you can’t imagine what it was like to live through this madness. The 25th Amendment is supposed to be implemented if the president becomes incapable of doing his duty, but human nature being what it is, no one wants to actually do that, even if the POTUS is senile. With any other person in the White House, the death toll would surely be smaller…

Cumulative death toll in the US as of right now:  68,390; in Canada: 3,795.

Saturday evening. The first day of the eighth week of self-isolation.

Finally got xgf to talk this morning. Turns out she wasn’t mad at me – she had a very bad reaction when she saw all the families, couples, etc on our walk last night. We talked. She opened up. I listened. Many aspects of her life are very far from stellar right now, and she’s stressed out. Moving out to her own place at the end of our stay here isn’t something she’s looking for. I still care about her, but she doesn’t believe it, and doesn’t want to stay in touch once we move apart… She doesn’t want help, and I’m all out of ideas. Hopefully, things will get more clear when we leave Niagara Falls in 22 days.

Today is the annual Berkshire Hathaway shareholder convention. I used to go in person every year for seven years in a row, and only stopped when they added the livestreaming option. For the first time ever, there’s no physical component to the meeting: Buffett didn’t want to turn Omaha into a covid hotspot, so it’s just him and Greg Abel answering questiong on a Yahoo Finance webcast. Buffett is 90. Charlie Munger is 96, and not joining the webcast, which is also the first time that happened. I hope they both make it: each of them is smarter and wiser than any baseline American. The livestreamed Q&A started three hours behind schedule (Buffett was in a lecturing mood), but it’s still quite educational. Xgf can’t believe I’m spending a chunk of my weekend listening to a 90-year-old man talk about money. Heh.

Went for a fairly long walk around Niagara Falls today while xgf was on the phone with a close friend. It’s curious that there’s virtually no foot traffic on the streets, but there are quite a few cars on the road. It’s not busy by any measure, but there are far more drivers than you’d expect. Interesting.

In covid news, an entire city in New Mexico (Gallup) has been blocked off from the rest of the world. They have 22,000 residents and the highest per capita infection rate in the state. Three northeastern states reported that the increase in YOY mortality may point to uncounted covid deaths. That means the actual death toll may be twice as high as the official figures.

In personal news, the University of Toronto has replied to my recent email and assured me that they’re following up on my ECA (educational credential assessment) since I’d submitted my paperwork over three months ago. That’s encouraging, I suppose, especially since they emailed me on Saturday – that implies they don’t just work Monday-Friday. If I could only find a place that could fingerprint me…

Cumulative death count in the US as of right now: 67,152; in Canada: 3,684. New words in the novel: 0.