I was told to say something besides rhubarb to simulate murmuring but I can't remember what it was. Watermelon? Bread and butter? Something. And I think there's a scene in a Steve Martin movie where the murmuring becomes distinguishable repeated words, but I can't remember the movie or the word.

I was told to say "peanut butter watermelon one two three."

"Peas and carrots, peas and carrots."

(Funny that all of these are food. Are drama teachers not getting enough to eat?)

Damn, I just realized I haven't done a weekly report since the end of November. Ergh?

Well, this will be boring!

I HAVE SEEN THE NILLYNEWBORN & NILLY & NILLY'S PIBABY & FAMILY AND NOW I'M DEAD FROM CUTENESS.

There's also a pic for you, later, for the Nilly is very kind.

I can't stop smiling. Face almost hurts. So much to adore.

Yay!

Thanks, Shir.

BABY!!!

NILLYNEWBORN SIGHTING! Yay, Shir, thanks for being our proxy.

I have had some super great conversations in airports/airplanes. Once I met a lady who was terrified of flying but loved loved SYTYCD and we spent the whole (truly horrible) flight distracting her and had a great convo. She lives in Santa Fe, and if it had been later, when social networking was prominent, I would definitely have kept touch with her. She was a Buffista spirit baby for sure.

Once I had a difficult but really good conversation with a bluesman who was flying home to attend the funeral of his brother who'd just been shot. He was this amazing, successful musician, and his brother was still stuck in the projects and was the victim of gang violence. Heartbreaking.

And this last time, I got into this really fun, life-affirming sort of freewheeling conversation with a woman who was headed back home to India for the first time since she'd been married (in the States, but to the appropriate, parentally approved person, ha!) who does clinical oncology studies and a guy from New York who runs a veterans advocacy program.

Afterwards I got on the plane and was all, "Who am I?"

I'm a headphones in, book to read, don't talk to me flyer. Shoot, even when I have to turn off all my electronic devices, I leave the headphones in. In the airport, on the other hand, I don't mind being social. Maybe cause I can walk away if need be.

NILLYNEWBORN!!!

I have over 30 hours on my timesheet and it isn't even mid-day Wednesday yet. I'm hoping (really hoping) I can take Friday off. I'm still helping to cover for one of my PMs who is out on berevement. He is due back tomorrow.

Nillybaby!! Can't wait to see pictures!

I'm discovering that I really am more extroverted than I think. Meeting new people is genuinely fun and interesting for me. I mean, not always -- I have to be in the right mood; they have to not be jerks -- but generally it's a good thing for me. I was telling M the other day that I feel bad that I have several social things to go to on a regular basis and he doesn't have any, and he was all, "Uh, that's because I don't need or really want them, and you do!" Oh yeah.

I'm pretty sure I can't afford the neurostimulator. It's still being remarkably difficult to find the cost of the procedure, but 20% is a pretty big percentage, and there are two procedures and we're definitely looking at five figures.

Well, at least I know.