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Christine and i are walking to raise money for migraine research next month. If you'd like to contribute, the form is at: https://www.raceroster.com/pledge/?e=571&u=18648

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( triggers: suicide, bullying, rape, anger )

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I went to bed quite early and slept in. Eleven hours of sleep? I have been productive, although it's not the list of things to do today. However the bookshelves i look at from my desk are now tidier. And i wrote a letter (on my photo of an embroidered 2012 card) to my grandfather's wife. Lunch was a delicious salad of orange, strawberry, pecans, egg, and mozzarella.

And so. Here i am.

My hands feel greasy as i coated our dining room table with olive oil, hoping to soothe the distressed wood before a table cloth returns. One corner shows a cloud of half-inch long scratches, like might be made by a cat leaping to the table and instinctively grabbing for a foothold through the table cloth.

... morning reflections were given up for sweet sleep....

(no subject)

Do you hang out at DeviantArt?

I just made an account. Maybe it's a way to drive my doodles a bit.

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I just went and played at Kiva. I've giving Kiva to my niece and nephews as gifts because i trust that by the time they all can do something with it, there might be a nice sum in there. My brother's family doesn't seem to engage with it: nonetheless one nephew has over a hundred dollars out in loans. I have just gone ahead and created the accounts, and manage the loans. My sister is happy to engage with the site, so i feel like it's a bit more of a meaningful gift to them.

At this time i've given 27 loans under my name, and i think i've taken the same hundred dollars and cycled it through so many times.