- Tue, 11:48: A three-inch thick stack of papers later, and I have a house. How weird. (Still don't have the keys, though--Thursday.)
Sun, 16:54: Sometimes self-care is blocking a TERF so I can watch the rest of this soccer game in peace.
Wed, 21:54: This morning, my partner Charlie comes into our bedroom with coffee. C: William Shatner-- L: Died. C: He went-- L: To Heaven? I…