Well, wasn't supposed to be working today anyway.

Bbq ended up happening after all, more of a dinner party, very nice, had some strange alcoholic beverages, Ukrainian honey/chile vodka, pine nut vodka, finest blackberry wine from fair New Jersey. People seemed to like the pie.

Got worried about Peretz & came home.

Back to four simultaneous Scrabble games.

Feeling extremely worried, afraid. It's making my stomach hurt. Really don't enjoy fear, dislike it enough that sometimes it makes me wish I didn't care about anybody so I didn't have to feel it. Don't feel afraid for myself much, maybe not really at all. Find it a little hard to relate when people do, actually.

Kind of cloudy, hope it clears out for meteors.