Geneva Has A Lot To Answer For

Another quiet week of school work and work-work. It hasn't been bad, really, and any time I start getting aerated about the amount of writing I have to do in the immediate future (actually, in the immediate now) I just remind myself that I went to Montreal and out to some shows, and that I totally deserve any amount of library time I'm putting in now.

The New Jersey gang can get ready for a good weekend December 14-18. Why? Because I'm coming! I talked with Aunt Marie earlier today and she says it's OK, so I've booked my plane ticket. There are babies to meet and other exciting things to do. It will be beyond weird in some respects because it's been such a long time since I've seen most of them and there will be no parental backup information bank to remind me who works where, whose children are whose, and what stories I've forgotten. Such is the journey into adulthood!