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George has to go home tomorrow, because we’re running out of ethnic food to experiment with. The Korean BBQ tonight was quite nice, and very filling. We’ll be back, though it does tear through the monthly red meat allotment at quite a frantic pace.

You can pay Canadian federal taxes over the web, but not Quebec provincial taxes. I’m not especially surprised, but it meant that Tyla had to go down to the branch with the actual request for payment, because simply knowing the amount, account number (SIN, really) and destination wasn’t enough for them to let me pay it at the branch down the street from the office. I wonder what magic incantation is on the paper — I asked, but the lady at the counter couldn’t or wouldn’t tell me.

I need to move my “RRSP” around, too. Bah.