drippy day

I didn’t get to see Comet NEOWISE although I looked to westward at sunset. I imagine it was too close to the horizon.

I had a long phone conversation with Keith yesterday that left me pretty messed up and here’s where it gets weird; Katie got the message on the wind at around 2:30 that I was feeling bad and she came straight here from work and yup, I was messed up. I cried for about half an hour after she got here, which everyone knows I don’t do (had a headache for the rest of the day, how delightful) but anyway I got a very solid emotional shot in the arm from Katie who was helpful without being overwhelming. Anyway the crying is not the only drippy part; it was a jeezly hot day in Burnaby yesterday, we had to turn the air conditioner on and even so I spent a lot of yesterday sweating.

With respect to Keith, it’s all stuff shaking out of the fact that I wasn’t a perfect parent. I could complain in public about it all but it would be special pleading and weak sauce and kinda rude to Keith, so no.

This is a simply amazing article about a life in academia. EVERY PROBLEM IN ACADEMIA THAT I HAVE BEEN LISTENING TO FOLKS COMPLAIN ABOUT FOR 8 YEARS ON TWITTER IS ADDRESSED AND hoo boy.

Katie has a week off from being a fulltime caregiving parent because Alex and his pops are going camping. I hope Alex has a lovely time, although how he’s going to cope with a week away from Minecraft I have no idea.

I TALKED TO MIKE ON SKYPE LAST NIGHT and it was lovely. He figured out how to get skype to run through a digital camera which is weird.

Not much writing. I feel stagnant and brackish.

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Allegra

Born 1958. Not dead yet.

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