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I thought David would be finished with his consulting project in Mid July, with wrap up extending until start of August. We were planning to move back to Cambridge/Somerville/Boston in late August. Last night David told me his project's new projected deadline is late September/early October. So we're moving back to Boston in November? No clue. David has to talk to his bosses and try and decipher some new projected move date.

( What does our confusing future hold? )

I have Morrissey songs stuck in my head. "Come armageddon, come..."

Bertie is afraid of the air conditioner we put in this morning. He is sleeping as far away from it as possible and behind a trash can.



I was perusing the NY Times online and found this strange article and I can't remember if I've read about these people before or not. Wow. I just can't imagine marrying someone after they intentionally blinded you. But that doesn't mean I don't find them fascinating and sort of cool. Disturbing, but then I kind of like disturbing.

I've started seeing photos from Pheonix Rising and I am so sad I couldn't make it. I am determined to get to the one next summer. In a year I should be able to afford it. I hope.