Of late, my web host Globat of several years has several times outraged me with forced opt-out automatic upgrades for garbage I don’t want or need, cleverly disguised as regular emails I would normally immediately delete. I never got screwed, but I refuse to continue subscribing to unscrupulous sales and marketing extortion tactics.
As a result, deepsicks and its many tentacles will be moving to a new host, with hope this weekend. I also hope it will be completed this weekend, but I suspect it may take more time than I’d like.
Thus, should you visit in the near future and find a 404 wasteland, never fear: d6 is in deep training, getting tough and terrible.
I’m also moving in the real world, a pleasant face on eviction because my neighborhood has not been gentrified enough. The notice said lady we said white and rich. My kickass apartment will be converted into a loft with a ratcheted rent, a racket, a ripoff. Fernwood, I barely knew ya. Probably just as well, I’m tired as hell of everything being described as “funky.”
For continuity’s sake—I don’t think I’ve said it explicitly here—yeah, I’m still living in Victoria. My four-month internship turned into a yearlong affair. I’ll be back in Van January ’09 to finish my library degree. I’s a bit sore, seeing my friends graduate (I was supposed to be done this May myself) but I’m getting great work experience, punching out debt and oh I suppose, what’s the rush anyway.