meh

Sike! I was in the lab until 9pm last night. Last-minute decision on the boss's part. *shrug* I don't really care, because I owed him some time anyway.

He's gone for a week now, and my schedule is, um... very flexible. I didn't set an alarm. I got in at 12:30 today. Looks like a short day, too. Heh.

*phone rings*

Mom and Dad are here. She's in for another CT scan. To make an awful story short, the doctors can't figure out what's wrong with her liver, and they repeatedly change their minds about whether she has some malfunction that will interfere with chemo, or even if she has metastasis in there. It sucks. I'm going to see them now.

the world

( RKC Inside )

I was the only one who saw it. A very pretty young woman, with long, soft, sandy hair. Crew team type. Lacrosse type. She exited the train at Park Street. Yes, my eyes wandered a little, and that's why I saw it despite the thick crowd: From the right, behind her, a couple of fingers reached out and swept up, forward, in a subtle, efficient, practiced movement, towards her (apparently) irresistible tush. They brushed her right cheek. My eyes shot up the hand, the arm. It was heavy-set white man, greying, with a moustache. He looked away, but I caught a poker face with a trace of satisfaction in it. The girl turned her head a little, almost absent-mindedly, saw nothing, and showed no reaction. Maybe it felt exactly like a briefcase or something.

I've had dreams lately, but I can't remember them well. There were bison in one.

There's a bad short story called The Allies in which an alien race systemically exterminates all humans, sparing other life forms as much as possible. Only a few hundred thousand people escape in hastily-built spacecraft. A single spaceship returns, millions of years later (to the travelers, only months have passed), to find the Earth covered in wildlife. Megafauna have returned to America, whales travel in great herds, new old growth forest stands where capital cities once did, and the Amazon Basin is unimaginably richer than the one we know. That shit blows my mind. Makes me all woozy to think about it.

Here's the comic relief, okay? Quote from the story:

We had been gone long enough for new species to have tentatively evolved... An extraordinary sort of lungfish had virtually colonized the coasts of the Japanese Home Islands and seemed to be undertaking a kind of aquaculture involving seaweed and kelp.

I am not making this up.