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epitome of incomprehensibility
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...in Montreal, even if it's just lecturing for one term, so that we can live together in January.
...in Toronto, so he can be closer to his mother and reasonably not-far from me.
...in Southampton, so he can stay in a place that he's gotten used to, but maybe I would prefer he get the one
...in Vienna, so after the summer, I might live there too. I think I would prefer it to England: I can speak German a little AND once I spoke a few words, no one would think it was my first language. If I sounded stupid in it I'd have an excuse. In England I wouldn't have that. I'd just be a person with a weird accent, and I'd feel self-conscious.
(Growing up in Quebec has molded me into a person who's more comfortable living in a place where I don't speak the majority language. Is that a weird thing to feel more comfortable about? But I do.)
Anyway, I hope he does get a job. When I talked to him yesterday, he seemed under pressure and upset because his sister hasn't been too understanding about him asking to stay for the spring term in their mother's house if he can't find work immediately. It disappointed him because a while ago she made it sound as if he was welcome, but more recently, she sounded as if she expected to have the whole space just because she was there now and because of her husband and two kids. Yes, fairly and practically, her group needs more space, but there's enough of it left over for David to rent a room and not be in the way.
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