I'm so sorry you're dreading it. I'm so proud of you for going through with it, despite the dread. How are you getting to your eval? What time are you leaving?

How are you getting to your eval?

Nutty is taking me.

What time are you leaving?

8:15.

IOmemeN, my grandfather is taking me out to dinner tonight, because Mom and stepdad are on vacation, and I usually eat with them on Wednesdays. He's so sweet.

That is sweet!

That place sounds like a nightmare with kids. I'm sorry you didn't get your dinner out, but a little less sorry, because it would have been there.

I think if we'd have tried to wait there, I might have some insight into your panic attacks. I'm glad we left when we did. But the people waiting cooed over the kids. Liv was wearing a cap a friend knitted for her and she looked like a mini Esther Williams.

Sorry about the dread, vw. Hope this is helpful for you in the long run, and not as bad as you dread immediately.

what is freezing fog?

It sounds super freaky, is what it sounds like...

Glad y'all liked the pictures! I'm trying to decide which ones (there are more he hasn't shown me yet) to ask Allix if I can have--he's willing ot let us have some, but I don't want to be too greedy. OTOH, I want them in decent digital form, so I can choose how to print them in the future, if I want.

I'm hoping to catch up on Veronica Mars (last week AND this week!) tomorrow--I'm "working from home" because I've got a horrible cough. So I figure while I eat lunch, I can watch some TV...(I do have *actual* work to do, too)

HI SA!! I MISS YOU!!

Guiness MARMITE? That's...I can't even imagine what that tastes like.

and if making pregnancy tests (because I bet it's the argument with women who haven't had dicksex that makes for the most disgruntlement) a standard part of the procedure would work better.

On the one hand, college students are stupid. On the other hand, if I'm only having sex with women, or not having sex at all, I'd be REALLY peeved at spending $40 for a pregnancy test. Yeesh. Plus, that's pretty expensive! I couldnt' run down the street and buy a test at the CVS??

How to say "the bus station isn't in the greatest part of town" without scaring parents?

Are you saying "Don't use the bus" or saying "be careful" or...? Becuase if you're saying don't use the bus, I think that saying it's not the greatest part of town is fine. If you're saying be careful, maybe you could couch some of it in "this is a big city" kinda terms? (Ooh, "difficult to get a taxi" is a good one)

Ok. Signing off.

(((vw))) All the best, sweetie. I'm impressed with how well you've done all the tasks associated with making this decision a reality.

Cash, I'm glad you guys got to get out for a bit anyway. I'm feeling a bit housebound right now, too. Mom's better, but I still don't quite dare leave her alone in the house. A couple of hours at B&N with my paper journal and a froufy coffee drink sounds like heaven right about now.

Freezing fog, in my experience is regular-appearing fog, that when it contacts a solid object, wraps about that object and coats it with a frozen layer of ice. Windshields, coats, eyeglasses, whatever. It's a little freaky, because...fog!

what is freezing fog?

It sounds super freaky, is what it sounds like...

What it turns out to be is the most efficient means ever devised of covering the entire world with a paper thin, virtually invisible coating of ice. Fortunately it warmed up and didn't last long.

HI SA!! I MISS YOU!!

HI MEARA!! I MISS YOU TOO!

I am up too late, which is a pain in the ass; I was drinking with a friend tonight and hit the bed early, like 9:30, which I was happy about because I really could have used the sleep; but I woke up around midnight desperately wanting a glass of water and being annoyed by the drippy, unending hell of the gutter outside. And now I'm exhausted, but can't turn off my brain. Why, improbable deity, why?

vw, all the best to you. We're pulling for you, girl.

I think if we'd have tried to wait there, I might have some insight into your panic attacks. I'm glad we left when we did. But the people waiting cooed over the kids. Liv was wearing a cap a friend knitted for her and she looked like a mini Esther Williams.

Hee.

The panic attack is simple. Imagine how you would feel if you were in the mall, or church, or the 7-11, and turned and saw a bear. Now subtract the bear.

That fight or flight reaction just comes over me out of nowhere and for no apparent reason. It isn't even mood dependent, in my case. I will say, if I rush going somewhere, it's much more likely to happen. Conversely, if I have to wait (esp. in a line that doesn't seem to be moving) it's more likely to happen.