...It's not that I don't like living here... well, OK, it's that I don't like living here.

I do like living in this apartment, though. It has a sunroom, which is divided from my bedroom by sliding glass doors, and I will probably never get over thinking that ever so sophisticated. Also, it is on the fourteenth floor, meaning out of any random ( Read more... )

OK, so have reached the point in Teh Move where am almost functioning smoothly enough to resume normal existence. Just as soon as I remember what that was. Oh, and find my songbook for tomorrow night's meeting.

But mostly functioning, yeah. Got (not-song)books tidied away on shelves, always a good sign. Made a big pot of chicken pesto fusili ( Read more... )

No, I haven't dropped off the face of the planet. Yet. Just moving to Brampton... and still haven't decided if it's the first step.

This is dreadful of me. Seriously. People are reduced to the level of animals in Haiti -- stepping over dead bodies to find a place to sleep in the streets -- and I'm  back here in one of the pinnacles of Western ( Read more... )

I have a peculiar affection for Belsize Drive, here in the city.

It's a residential street, longish as they go. Very pretty; just young and unkempt enough to avoid being too old and grand. Bisected for two long stretches, for some blissfully random reason, by parkland. Not an avenue -- no bricks or plaques -- just worn grassy centre strips where ( Read more... )

I'm moving to Brampton.

Not with Shoemom.

And I have to type this fast because a) there's a kitten trying to annex my keyboard and b) all of this is happening as of January 15th. Good thing I don't celebrate Christmas, as it turns out this year. Really good thing.

Right, backstory. About a month ago, the three of us had this epic family blowout ( Read more... )

Apologies to the six-seven people who're probably wondering if I've dropped off the face of the earth. Short answer: No. Longer answer: I've been working on the snark project described below, and as often happens, it touched off so many unforeseen wellsprings of aggravation that editing the rant is taking more time than actually writing it ( Read more... )