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[sovay]

I cleaned my apartment yesterday. Moved all the furniture. That includes all my bookshelves. I swear Voltaire's Banned on Vulcan was all that kept my sanity from snapping: and when your sanity is being preserved by Star Trek parodies, it must be very thin indeed. Nor am I sure my efforts were entirely successful. "The Sexy Data Tango" is a terrible thing to have stuck in one's head when trying to prepare a class for their midterm.

Collected from elisem, despite the fact that I speak no Japanese whatsoever:

My japanese name is 猿渡 Saruwatari (monkey on a crossing bridge) 弓美 Yumi (beautiful bow, as in bow and arrow).
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Hm. I did archery for seven years seriously, so I'll take the bow-and-arrow part with a wholly unjustified sense of compliment, but—monkey on a crossing bridge? I'm sure there's some mythological significance to finagle in there.

I think The Liminal Monkey would be a marvelous name for a bar.

Comments

[schreibergasse.livejournal.com]

> That includes all my bookshelves.
Yikes. I mean, I haven't seen the place, but given your comments...

> I think The Liminal Monkey would be a marvelous name for a bar.
Yes. Haven't seen one here, but that proves nothing, just at the moment.
I think it should have the kind of bizarrist sushi you're so fond of.

[sovay]

Yikes. I mean, I haven't seen the place, but given your comments...

It was . . . intense. And now I hope I don't have to do this again for months.

I think it should have the kind of bizarrist sushi you're so fond of.

Or it could be a sushi roll all on its own. "He's having the Mishima Sonata and the Bestu Jamesu Bondo Roll Ever, and I'll have the Bad-Tempered Geisha Boy and the Liminal Monkey." I could see it.