Sushi sounds good. We'll if you like sushi.

I got a ninja period during therapy. For thr past year it's started between the 27th and 1st. With a week of cravings for chocolate and cheeto puffs. Stupid February.

Also therapy related. I got my Myers Briggs career test results back. I should be a librarian. Under the "most attractive job families" I score 100 out of 100 for education library science and training.

It was also the highest individual job followed by photographer and translator.

I'm a INFJ who is Artistic, Conventional/practical and a very low risk taker.

And I have no idea what to do with these results. I need to figure out how to take the results and use them to figure out some career I'd enjoy that doesn't require extensive educational background

I did a lot of politics today. Went to a protest against Mitch McConnell this morning, then went to the first meeting of a neighborhood political group this evening. And wore my "Nevertheless, she persisted" shirt to work in between, because I forgot to bring a different shirt to change into. I've been wanting to get involved in local political stuff for a while, but it always seemed like there wasn't much point in doing it in places where I knew I'd just be living for a few years. But I think I'll be staying in Cincinnati for a while, so I'm getting more involved now. (My contract at work was unofficially renewed for another three years. But it's still unofficial, so it's in parentheses.)

I also need to stop volunteering for things. I've volunteered to make a few "This is how Facebook groups work, and this is where you can find out what's going on, and this is how you search to see if something was posted already, and this is how you use hashtags, and would you please STOP SHARING THINGS FROM CLOSED GROUPS" documents for one group, and now I've volunteered to look into how the city council is elected and how they count those voted and what the best voting strategy is, for another group. (Though I'm pretty sure I know the voting strategy answers -- just need to check into whether the election actually works the way I think it does.)

Also, things that I would have thought would need to be said to people protesting Mitch McConnell, but apparently they do: Don't hug the Aryan Brotherhood guy. Like, seriously. That is not "reaching across the aisle," and it's not heartwarming. That's an actual Nazi.

billytea, I'm sorry to inform you of the death of a fellow Australian.

Tragedy! I've just completed a MOOC on early vertebrate evolution (called "Early Vertebrate Evolution"), in which lungfish make an appearance (in the Module "Learning to Walk", covering the evolution of tetrapods from the sarcopterygian branch of the bony fish. There are only two kinds of sarcopterygian fish left in the world, the lungfish and coelacanths. Lungfish, of course, have lungs. Even though coelacanths swell in deeper water, they still have a vestigial lung too. It doesn't work, but they've got 'em. (And of course all tetrapods have lungs.)

So, lungs seem to be a feature of sarcopterygians. Interesting thing I learned from this course - it's not just them. In fact, when bony fish first split off from other fish 420 million years ago, one of their distinguishing feature was that they all had lungs and other fish didn't. Every bony fish alive today had an air-breathing ancestor.

I saw your pix, Hil. What is wrong with people?

A local reporter tweeted a photo of people hugging the Aryan Brotherhood guy, with the comment, "Awwwww." I tweeted back with a photo that showed the Aryan Brotherhood logo more clearly, because really, that is not an "Awwwww" moment.

But I think I'll be staying in Cincinnati for a while

Yay!!!

Went to a protest against Mitch McConnell this morning

I'm so glad you were there. Thanks for going!

Don't hug the Aryan Brotherhood guy.

I saw your pictures, too, and -- what the shit, man? Punch Nazis, not hug!

I'm really not good with crowds, so at protests or marches, I usually end up hanging around on the fringes of the crowd and taking photos. I met someone there who was really excited to meet me at first -- she works on health care policy stuff, and her group has been looking for someone who can say, "I'm a person who could end up in a high-risk pool without the ACA, and here are the reasons why that would be terrible," and I apparently had all the right stuff to say, but then she found out that I live in Ohio, and she needed someone who lives in Kentucky. I also talked a bit with a father whose son needs a heart transplant, and a grandmother who was very frustrated that she has to yet again protest to protect her health care, because she feels like she's been doing that forever.

And one very irritating woman who was surprised that I could leave the house by myself and drive (I was sitting on my walker, and I think she thought it was a wheelchair), and she thanked me several times for being at the protest, like it was some huge incredible thing that I had done. Ugh.

But Hil, you must be so brave! And you're, you know, overcoming stuff! All by yourself, like a big girl!

Went to trivia for the first time in a month or so, and apparently word is out--it was a madhouse! 38 teams!!!!! There was nowhere near enough room for that many people. When it was an hour in and we'd only hit the first scoring break, and my friend still hadn't gotten the burger she ordered, we bailed. We are going to try a new place, next time. Trivia is not fun if you can't sit down and order food and hear!