I.
We survived June 28.

It was a quiet day. We lit a yahrzeit candle, Elizabeth's case manager came over for brunch, some relatives sent a beautiful little azalea in a pot. We talked about what to do in her memory, and I think we decided to buy a rowing shell for my mother's alma mater. Elizabeth loved crew; she was a cox for George Washington University's crew team for a while. Donating a shell in her memory seems right, somehow.

II.
Tony and I went to see The Italian Job. We've now seen two movies with car chases using Mini Coopers. I decided that car chases are a legitimate reason to live. And spending time with Tony just lifts my soul.

III.
My parents gave me Elizabeth's G4 Titanium PowerBook as an early graduation present. I won't play with it until my schoolwork is done (only a few days), but then I'll buckle down and learn OS X. The computer is possibly the most beautiful thing I've ever owned. It's just so bittersweet.

IV.
My mother is recovering well from her surgery. This time, she doesn't have an enormous infection to battle, so she's bouncing back more quickly. I'm grateful, but probably not as grateful as she is.

V.
The birds in the nest on the other side of my air conditioner have been loud lately. Wildlife is fine, but I shouted at them to shut up last night. I wish I could see the damn birds and figure out why they can't seem to stop chirping lately.

VI.
I have so much work to do. Three papers, one speech, a final exam on Wednesday. And I'm having some trouble kickstarting my brain today. (Bueller... Bueller...)