Practice at getting stories out of my head

Yesterday I sewed a few more steps on the black placket, and started hemming the burgundy floral. After lunch P drove us into Oakland so I could go to a therapy appointment and then to a meeting with a liaison at Sorrells library on campus. I had hoped there were some magic words I just didn’t know yet that she could give me, but alas. We went over library science -style information need resolution, refining queries, keeping logs of where new terms come from, and she gave me a few new databases to search I didn’t know about. In particular, Semantic Scholar is intriguing since it gives you an influence-sort on the references list, which is very helpful. We went to geagle and I got snack bar supplies. Home, a couple episodes of Blown Away (over-edited, crappy pacing, but glass!), dinner, crossword, Sherlock over some embroidery to patch Monster. Snack. Sleep. Enna is wrapping up. Overall I’d say worthwhile, but I wouldn’t give it to a child under 9 at all and would be sure to discuss grooming first with a 9-13 year old. He gets his desserts but it’s rather abrupt and that shit is dangerous in real life, no magic required.