New Homes and Starving Cyborgs

Life

Well, I wasn't going to make the announcement until we got it, but we've got it so here it is: we're moving. To Verdun. We're leaving our brick 1980s cube under the grey concrete highway for an apartment in a nice old building half a block from a river.

The rent is a bit more, and the furniture will have to be hauled up a flight of rickety stairs but I'm going to be glad to move. I think we've both come to loathe this place, and Matt's best efforts to make it anything but hideous have failed.

We shall also be near-neighbours with foi_nefaste, maidenoffirisa, Matt R. (retrogamerbear's brother), and a few others we know. The shops are nicer, the area has more character, and just the feeling there is better.

For the Vacouverites, it a bit like going from Main and Hastings to Kitsilano or Commercial Drive.

For scottevil, for his love of the word

I came across the name of a Medieval theologian today: Joannes Jejunator. It apparently means John the Faster (faster as in fasting). It shares a common etymology with "jejune," however -- the Latin word jejunus, "empty."

Doesn't the Jejunator sound like a cyborg sent from the future, with a leather jacket, wraparound sunglasses, and a lot of weaponry, who's come back in time to make things jejune...?

birthday wishes

Early for both of you, I know, but I might have any net time, tomorrow, as I can't post from work. I don't know how to do the sparkly thing Archdiva's always doing, so this'll be a little bit more boring:



(hope this works -- I'm still experimenting with the pictures thing, and this is my first time trying to post with it)

:)