okayness

At the women's health clinic they had no record of me.  Weird.

I survived that.  Then we bought some chocolate.

Now Ming's talking about the automatic sprinkler system with our neighbor.  Not our main neighbor who's moving--a different one.

I packaged up some zines for an old friend.

Packing, crossing things off lists, emails and facebook messages--tiredness.  Okayness.