The window got fixed today when some dude called me around 1 PM, didn’t identify himself, and said he’d be over in 30 minutes. That’s almost Melissa levels of showing up unannounced* but like Melissa by the time she actually comes you just have to be grateful that whatever you needed is finally getting done. Didn’t get much work done today. I hadn’t planned to, but I had hoped to do more than I actually accomplished. Instead I did things like go to the bank box to get Melissa’s rings that she has convinced herself she can pawn to cover rent but probably wouldn’t sell for $200, let alone pawn…

Today is a long day. Another attempt at getting the window fixed* and so disrupting the bedroom again first thing in the morning and being ready to accommodate workers whenever they show up. A presentation at work this afternoon – one that I’m not quite done with – and dog training until 9 PM. Plus some filler from people who don’t care that I was out for 2 days and some new bug that’s assigned to me because years ago I submitted a last minute fix to code that isn’t in use anymore. But if I can make it through today the rest of the week should be tolerable. And…

The last The Screed was a bit premature, with me hitting send instead of save while I was scratching the dog. I used to be more careful, to ensure I could never accidentally communicate. But that’s counter to my purposes here, so occasional early edition. Talked with DerbyK about conversations, the virtues and hazards of physical personhood, and the social value of trivial personal preferences. I still hadn’t really considered the impact to others. For a very long time I have understood things like favorite colors as A) imaginary1This makes certain forms of security questions very difficult for me. Between that and my inability to enroll in many fingerprint systems…

Shanda’s CASA case is finally moving again, with a petition for guardianship ready to be filed. Which is likely result in an adversarial process that’s months or even years long and expensive and after much fighting will merely recategorize the status quo as the interim default. I do not understand how we think this system is supposed to help. I used to think that I would go back to CASA work after Melissa, but I’m not going to. I used to think that maybe bandaging the wounds caused by our societal mistreatment of young people would help – maybe me, or maybe them – but now it just feels like…

I got up early on my day off to get the window repaired. Moved my bed, chased the dog out, settled in downstairs so they’d be able to work. But they left minutes after they arrived without fixing the window. They don’t have what they need. Friday, they tell me, is the soonest they can be back. I have a backup appointment for Wednesday with another company, but this is really starting to be a problem. I can’t keep clearing my schedule for someone to show up for 2 minutes and not so any work. It’s time for episode 2 of Important Things with Demetri (M)artin. I’ve been waiting impatiently…