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holls: dunno yet. haven't checked the mail.

got up at 6 am and worked unpacking fossils. more in the saga of the fossil dude.

1. one of the packages contained a barely-used roll of packing tape in a dispenser.
2. another one contained a receipt from hooter's (server: tessa) (t-shirts make great gifts!).
3. a third contained yet another unpopped popcorn kernel. what is with this guy?
4. and finally, there was a brand-new fossil which he had ordered by mail and sent on IMMEDIATELY, with an invoice for the $90 it cost. (600 million year old, y'know). whoa. just, whoa.

heredity

my great-grandmother died last sunday night while we were out of town. specifically, we were in wichita visiting my mom's college friend/ex-boyfriend, playing with lasers and such. sleeping on the couch.

my father found out tuesday night when we got home in the middle of the night (2 am, i think he said). today is friday, for the record. i just found out because he wanted to tell my sister and me at the same time and apparently was incapable of saying "would everyone be quiet for a minute? there's something i'd like to say."

she was within a week of her 100th birthday, but still 99. we already had a memorial for her of sorts in miami when we were there. when we returned from that vacation, i made this post of what i read at that service, if anyone's interested.

when i was about nine one summer i had a nightmare. my great-grandmother was more active then, and she sat in a rocking chair and told people not to be mean to my grandfather and criticized my sister for standing on the furniture, etc. she was always wearing house dresses. i had a dream where i was in her lap in the chair, and she had blue eyes and she was laughing at something i said. i turned around to tell her i loved her, and then her eyes started to fade. i just knew this meant she was dying, and i had to tell her i loved her before she died. i opened my mouth and tried to say it but her eyes turned gray then and she was already dead. i woke up crying.

the thing is, i always told her i loved her, but we've never really been that close. she's been clinically depressed as long as i have known her, almost impossible to communicate with, and for most of that time i was a child. on this last visit she was completely unresponsive. i said i loved her, but i don't know if she heard me.

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i was going to read some trek smut, but i don't have the stomach for it.* oh, where, oh where is k'sal? i am worried about her again because i worry far too much. i think i shall go to bed (she said with dignity).

[edit: *and trekiverse isn't down, maybe, but it might as well be. punctuation and links are showing up all wrong, or vanished. this is what you get for not checking the list.]