Oh, DJ, I'm so sorry you guys had to go through that. That's just awful, for both of you.

Oh damn.

RIP Snooch (Caramon).

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damn allergies. And I was just about to walk out the door.

I walked by a guy with a table set up selling books by the Metro. One of the books was The Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion. (I didn't say anything. I felt like just walking by was the wrong thing to do, but I didn't know what I was supposed to say, either.)

I have cooked several different dishes at once! And they all finished cooking at about the same time! (Generally, I am all about the one-pot dinner. But tonight, I wanted to make okra, and I found an Indian recipe that looked good, but then I needed more stuff to make a full meal, so I also made rice and chickpeas with spinach, and they're all ready and not burned!)

DJ -- no words. I'm sorry you had to go through this spring. I'm glad you received good care.

Heh. Jesuits are...not like other Catholic orders.

again. Teppy = wise.

~ma to Wendy.

t poke t poke

Nearly 13 hour gap? wow.

I just lowered the blinds in the bathroom. There's a half-block between us and the parking lot for a restaurant nearby, and the bathroom is on the second floor, and there's a narrow tunnel in the trees that someone would have to stand in one parking spot and be LOOKING to see in the window, and then they would not see anything below the waist because the box fan is sitting on a bench in front of the window, and the light would have to be on, but still...

I stood up and glanced out the window after brushing my teeth his morning and there was a figure standing in the parking spot. I don't know if they were looking at our house or not, but it was still creepy and I turned off the light and lowered the blinds.

Creepy.

I'm trying to decide what to do today. Option 1: take the Metro out to Maryland and go to the vegan store, where I can buy a bunch of stuff that I like but don't really need. Option 2: stay here, cook the vegetables that are sitting in my fridge, and clean my kitchen and bathroom.

What I really feel like doing is baking some bread, but it's way too hot to turn the oven on.

Thank you for the ~ma for Wendy. She is home and mostly-fine. The story is: she was trying to come to work (GAH!) on the bus (GAAAH!) and got very lightheaded and woozy. The busdriver got concerned, called the transit authority to send out their emergency car, and they took her to the nearest hospital as per protocol.

ER said, "Don't do that again. Nothing MORE is wrong with you, but you need to go home, and rest, and STAY RESTING" and that was that.

Now she's mad at me because I called off tomorrow's normal D&D game so she would rest more. Humans.