comfort

it's occured to me that one of the reasons i may be so disturbed by my recent weight gain is the fact that nothing fits me properly anymore. and even if it means dipping into sizes a little larger than i'd like, that might be preferable (and more attractive) than squeezing into things that are just a little too small, and therefore supremely uncomfortable.

and i should definately start exercising more. just as soon as i find the motivation. this is getting ridiculous.

... and on a completely unrelated note: do i or do i not take a week off? less money, but more time. roadtrip maybe? (if i can get my hands on a car, anyway).

strangest. book. ever.

my French-English dictionary has no entry for "cyborg".

it does, however, have an entry for "Lautro (Life Assurance and Unit Trust Regulatory Organization)", "woofer" (as in sub-), "vamoose" (one of the funniest words in the English language, in my humble opinion), "qui-vive" (on the English side - in a French-English dictionary), "oversexed", "leitmotiv" (spelt exactly the same in English and French), and "dear Abby".

...

and on a related note, this sounds like the most off-the-wall book ever. gotta love Dantec for that.

Babylon Babies - Maurice Dantec
Set in the hidden "flesh and chip" breeding grounds of the first cyborg communities and peopled by Serbian Mafiosi, Babylon Babies has as its hero a hard-boiled leatherneck veteran of Sarajevo named Thoorop who is hired by a mysterious source to escort a young woman named Marie Zorn from Russia to Canada.

... this would be the reason i generally (though with noteable exceptions) fear sci-fi.