March 6th, 2008

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At my aunt's house, taking care of her. I'm relieved to do so, as I was having what my grandpa, said aunt's long-dead father, used to call "a Lurkey -- a sudden rush of shit to the brain."

So after a morning spent biking hither and yon to various projects I'm engaged in, I'm here in her bedroom usurping her laptop (mine's having keyboard problems, rendering it infuriating -- no T, Y, backspace, or left shift keys) and serving tea, which means by social standards that I've been Useful All Morning. Such is of course not *my* impression of the morning, but I'm picky that way.

So I do have a lot to report, but am not *quite* ready to report it yet. More soon.