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It's that time of the month again.
No, not that time! I mean time to flip to the next page on the calender.
No, fuck it's not, I'm a week off! That means that I saw next months picture a week early!!
[hastily covers up Fangorn Forestand goes back to Lothlorien]
I love this weekend. It was Passover, and the whole family came for Seder (well, not the whole family, but a bunch of them). I love that both the Jewish and the Gentile side both come now; it is deeply comforting to know my family is alright with that, even enjoy it. It's the first time both sets of grandparents have had a good chance to be together, and they love it. Do other families get chances like these for both sides to love each other so well? I will never know, I'll never have another family. It's sort of a one shot deal, at least in my mind, short-sighted as it is.
The last to leave were my mom's parents, so we spent most of the day with them. We went up to the Mark Twain house; I haven't been there in years. The first time, it was just another interesting museum sort of shtick, but now that I can really claim to appreciate Clemens' work, it took on a new meaning, a new character for me. Mum says we have Twain's complete works in the attic somewhere. That will have to be looked for, most assuredly.
[sigh] I don't know. Something got me thinking again, and that's always bad for moral.
[does something happy!]
There we go.
oh yeah, I'm going to SUNY Binghamton
No, not that time! I mean time to flip to the next page on the calender.
No, fuck it's not, I'm a week off! That means that I saw next months picture a week early!!
[hastily covers up Fangorn Forestand goes back to Lothlorien]
I love this weekend. It was Passover, and the whole family came for Seder (well, not the whole family, but a bunch of them). I love that both the Jewish and the Gentile side both come now; it is deeply comforting to know my family is alright with that, even enjoy it. It's the first time both sets of grandparents have had a good chance to be together, and they love it. Do other families get chances like these for both sides to love each other so well? I will never know, I'll never have another family. It's sort of a one shot deal, at least in my mind, short-sighted as it is.
The last to leave were my mom's parents, so we spent most of the day with them. We went up to the Mark Twain house; I haven't been there in years. The first time, it was just another interesting museum sort of shtick, but now that I can really claim to appreciate Clemens' work, it took on a new meaning, a new character for me. Mum says we have Twain's complete works in the attic somewhere. That will have to be looked for, most assuredly.
[sigh] I don't know. Something got me thinking again, and that's always bad for moral.
[does something happy!]
There we go.
oh yeah, I'm going to SUNY Binghamton