Book swapping with other teachers. Got some fresh Ishiguro to keep me going. Forgot what all this horse trading was like - I've brought a gracious fuckload of books with me as I was anticipating being in the middle of nowhere, far from English language bookstores and all, and more are being shipped to me. But I guess I hadn't calculated on actually liking anyone here outside of the F-word, let alone go into book swapping. Silly. They all seem lovely so far and the loveliest one of all did me two Ishiguro for one Byatt - wheeeeee! Prepare yourself for a new slew of nicknames for the people here, anyways.
Besides all the sex there's something monastic about being here - possibly because the food is unpalatable and I'm far from all naughty temptation. F-word is chafing at the bit already but I like it very much so far. More decisions about priorities in the future, I suppose. In the meantime, we have a lovely big flat on campus, no expenditures, money coming in, and springtime, bitches.
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We're supposed to get sun and 18 degree weather today so spring has sprung in Ottawa as well. (I'm sure you've got flowers already. We don't have any flowers but they'll be up soon enough.)
Always a good sign - if you can trust people enough to swap books with them. Can't wait to hear more about your colleagues. Why is F-word chafing at the bit? Is he bored?
There are lots of things, Melbine, and boredom is probably one of them. Bloody Aries.
Hurrah for spring!
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