Great to see your pixels, ChiKat. What have you been up to?

And yeah, those death certificates are needed for everything. Charlie didn’t have a complicated life and I still needed like 5 verified versions for closing down certain accounts, etc.

Like coming home to people who have known you for a long time and regardless of how we wander, we can come back and soothe one another during difficult times. Thank you all for this virtual vigil.

This.

And so glad Arthur is going home!

Then I read about new human Arthur and alien rave salons and Karl hugs and I can take a breath knowing good shit still happens.

Echoing this, very much. Happy that Arthur is home now. And hello, Karl! Hello, ChiKat!

I went outside with a friend yesterday despite this being a migraine day (in a migraine season) and a very sad day after JZ's passing for mocktails and a movie. We were both a bit disorientated by life events and/or biology, but nothing beats being with a friend who knows and accepts you when you're not at your best day, and not staying indoors all gloomy and alone. I am grateful for that.

Edited to add: I've been searching for this poem in the past month and couldn't remember much about it to locate it. I thought you might want to read it too. [link]

Good morning Buffistas! And hello Shir.

I sure was grateful for the impromptu beach trip.

It is “just” a Great Lake beach, not the ocean, but it is so calming.

I love Great Lake beaches! I’m supposed to be at one this weekend on our annual family trip to Lake Huron, but we’re rolling out a new LMS, so the manager asked that we all take vacation time before or after Labor Day weekend. (He’s reasonable about vacations in general—it’s just the timing with classes starting that was an issue this year.)

I recorded this quote, but not where it was from or who originated it, but it seems appropriate here: Because time is an illusion and love is infinite.

Hurray for a home-coming, Arthur!

I think I’m going to use “Looking for JoJo” whenever I have to do something I don’t want to.

smonster, I wish I could teleport you to me. It’s amazing right now since the high season is over.

I am now crying because she is going to make sure to wear a hat tomorrow in JZs honor.

Awww! All should wear their hats and tiaras with swagger.

I talked to Jojo late in the day when she interrupted my cocktails at Alembic with my friend Jes.

She said the one field that needed to be filled in JZ's paperwork is: where was she born?

Oakland, California! I said.

What I didn't say was: In the same hospital where her mother was born, which was in the same hospital where her grandmother was born, which was the same hospital where her father died.

But Jacqueline died at home. Not in a hospital. In the house she wanted to live in. She died in San Francisco where Matilda and Emmett were born.

I wore my The Golden State teeshirt Wednesday night in honor of JZ, the California native.

I’m wearing a dress again today in honor of JZ, and I plan on making myself a proper cocktail tonight. I used to be the girl who was overdressed for every occasion, and somewhere along the line I stopped doing that. It’s time to get back to it.