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I had a busy weekend, and there are a lot of things I should post about, but right at the moment I'm frustrated from repeated failed attempts to book tickets on Virgin Atlantic, so I'm gonna be brief:

I went to the Boston branch of the People's Climate Mobilization on Saturday! Uh, yay me?
Anyway, the more important thing was that they had a list o' actions to take in the aftermath of the march. I've highlighted three, for anyone from Mass. reading this: Thank the Attorney General for being awesome! A bit more complicated, but worth it. Ask your local Board of Health to bug the unfortunately not an artichoke Governor to oppose pipeline constructions. Do YOU want Massachusetts taxpayers to be on the hook for a $6 Billion to bring fracked gas through the state for export? Yeah, me neither.

I would also urge you to check out
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Spent the entirity (sp?) of today exercising or doing bell stuff. [Spliced rope on #4]
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Ironically, I am able to say:

I was too tired from work to go to handbell practice, so I opted for the three-mile run instead.

(What I mostly was was mentally tired, so it's true, even if it sounds weird.)

BTW, thanks for the good wishes, and I seem to be over the lurgi. Except maybe for being really really tired. And that may just be the result of a day that started with spilling coffee into the mail sorting machine, and got worse from there, at least until I got to go home. At which point I tired myself out some more by running three miles.

Screw it (and especially, screw job applications.) I'm going to bed.
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For those who care, a quick update on my week with Peter:

Background: G was off at clergy camp this week, so I was looking after Peter. I picked him up in Plymouth two Fridays ago, and drove all the way to Boston today to drop him off for an afternoon with his Auntie before G. got home.

It was extremely exhausting, even with Dad and his partner putting im up for a couple of nights (giving me a chance to get a haircut, go running for the first time in a week, and deposit some large checks.)

Stuff we did: We spent a lot of time on various local beaches, this being the chief thing Peter was looking forward to (beach=mile-long sandbox). I did my usual routine of building castles and diverting streams, semi-independently of whatever he was up to. Peter climbed a lot of rocks.
This, of course, was NOT possible while it was raining. Which made those days...let's not talk about it.
- Dad took us to the Maine Maritime museum (a bit old for Peter, but fun for me.*) His Partner took Peter to the Portland Children's Museum (while I was running etc.)
- We met up with Peter's godfather and his daughter at Joker's, which is kind of a for-profit version of the children's museum, though also featuring bad pizza and an excellent indoor climbing maze. Peter's godfather...yeah. Is also in some stage of the process of getting divorced - under circumstances that make me feel good about my own behavior, which is an achievement - and is now planning to get a PhD in Law. This is about career plan number...5? 6? And somewhere along the line he became a Libertarian. So we're still friends, I guess, but it's kinda weird.
Oh well, Peter got to ride a tiny train with Ivy.
- We wandered around the Maine Audobon sanctuary, brought dinner to Peter's auntie-to-be (Dan wasn't there: he's been in tech for his latest show pretty much 24/7 this past week), and attempted to go to the train museum, unfortunately missing the last train ride. ah well, next time.

Now I am very tired, and attempting to figure out the next two weeks. There will definitely be trying to figure out bloody unemployment and applying for more jobs; I also have to write a paper for, and then organize my transport to, Kalamazoo. Presumably I will make time for socializing, which may or may not include driving all the way to Boston again.

On re-reading, it all sounds much more dire than it was. We did have fun! But yeah, tiring. And I've drawn enough tiny trains for him for the next month, ifyoudon'tmind.

* A propos of that trip, I swear I can remember the Wiscasset Schooners (which the museum naturally discussed) from my childhood, but Dad swears there's no way we ever went by there. Who knows...


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