Sleep

Dreamed that I was helping evealone extract some information from an unhelpful gerbil in his parents' old house, the one he was trading in for the house up in the hills that we had. evealone had to do the speaking, and it involved dice, because the gerbil would only talk if spoken to a certain way.

soulmate/soulmatch (from a comment)

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I think, at any given moment, there are any number of potential soul-matches, with the right inherent traits (listening, loving, curiousity, to name a few in my case) and the flexibility to be able to love me and be loved by me now, and change with for later.

Which specific one or many of the potentials we pick depends much on circumstance. Later, if we've changed so much that our soulmatch no longer matches us, if they haven't changed with us, there are an entirely new set of soulmatches for us to find.

Sisterhood

My two paternal aunts will be showing up while FatherSir has his operation in Tacoma. Aunt-Fayoumis is going to be driving there and chaos-camping; Guide Dog Aunt will be flying.

It's nice to have a sister or equivalent around if you're in the hospital. I had BJ when I went to the ER for my potentially busted ankle. (It was only sprained.) I cannot remember him as being sweet. Even when he was trying to be sweet, I remember him as obnoxious.

Moving In

Helping Marx sort through his things.

Science final:

Done. Over. Yay. Time to sleep.

...no, wait. Speech final. Dammit! Word of the day: Almost.

Food

If the turkey's not the roasted or stewed variety or lunchmeat, chances are I either won't eat it or will be actively nauseated by it.

Odd, because I never knew any turkeys personally... it's just that the turkey sausage makes me ill.

Odd...

It's weird to see someone from school at school, and realize that they're someone from LJ on your friends list now, and that they now have the potential to know far more about you than you'd told them...

Parent-teacher conferences

Finals are over with; I have the rest of the week off.

Pretty soon, I'm going to have to go pretend to be a grown-up with votania and hear how our boy is doing in school, and ask questions and get asked questions and work on how to best teach him the things he'll need to know.

He's got memorized some of the things he's got to know coming out: name, address, phone number, and I think a few more. He's good with colors and counting. He's learning his letters, and sounding words out.

I really should go take anything spare I have from my plasma donation money, hit a good used book store, and for every book for myself I buy, get one for him.

Random Assorted Happinesses

Conference went well. After that, walked to Fascinations to pick up a job app. This is seasonal, strictly seasonal, so I'm not expecting much of long-term. Fascinations is a cute little sex shop, much more friendly than Fantasyland back home.