Bah! Today it seemed like I never could get started. Tried to assemble a to-do list, but couldn't visualize how it was really supposed to fit together. It just sat there on the paper before my eyes. Decided early on that it would be best to cancel my meeting with Aimee about the new PWCL membership program.

G is on chat now (at least, I'm able to see her in my buddy list now), so we had several conversations there. Went out in the afternoon trying to find advent calendars. Surprisingly difficult. Finally found ones I could live with at the fourth store I checked.

Leopoldo and Sarah broke up on Sunday. So I arranged to have a movie night with him tonight. We watched "Tank Girl" and I showed off what I've done with "Satisfaction" so far. G and I arrived at exactly the same time in his parking lot. So that's where I gave her the advent calendar. I got two -- one for me, one for her -- and let her choose which one she wanted.

1: "Christmas is coming! The drums are all drumming..." And a picture of a toy drum.

J came over too, after mikveh. So all four of us watched movie (J only the second half). Around 10 there was a move to the hot tub, at which point G took her opportunity to bow out. Tired, a bit sickie. J, Leopoldo, and I talked about the filmmakers group in the tub. J is all interested in acting now. I'm thinking that she'd look really good as the mirror person in the storyboard I put together...

Email when I got home. Something is on Cassie's mind. I'm puzzled; my heart goes out. Wait and hope.

Rabbit Rabbit. I like what my life is like right now... I wish for what I have with G, J, youthlib.com, and the filmmakers group to just to keep growing. I ask the universe to show me mercy, send me whatever it thinks best during this upcoming month.

I hope for things to go well between G & I as she transitions into her new job this week. I hope for her relationship with Michael to keep going well, only get better. I hope for J's and my relationship to strengthen, and for us to figure out how to navigate this time well as each of us continue to evolve in our new directions. I hope to get a better grip on how to manage house-keeping while juggling these other activities...

I'm getting just what I wanted: an escape from isolation, the support of people who care about my interests. It takes some adjustment.

I dreamt last night that I was living back in my childhood home. My mother and father had discovered my youthlib.com website, and were extremely upset. [I'd say I was my present age, but they looked like they did when I was in highschool.] Mom felt shaken, like she didn't know who I was anymore, because there was this whole secret life that she didn't know about. She knew I had a passing interest, but not that I was invested to the extent of having hundreds of essays available on the web. My dad was very grim and stern. Absolutely certain that I was going to be sued, or in some other way legally prosecuted for having put this material on the internet. ...I think he was equating my youth rights work with child porn.

Interesting.