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Yesterday I finished the neckline binding on the burgundy floral, and sewed the first seam on the armhole binding on the black. We met up with C and J for lunch at Max’s Tavern on the north side; they’re in town for a birthday sloth visit for C at the aviary and a general Pittsburgh lovefest, which makes me happy. I did okay with sides, but then as we left to drive me over to therapy I started chaining panic attacks, the worst in quite a while. It is however August, when such things start their uptick. Conveniently: therapy. After a brief rundown of what was going on she took a distraction tack and we spent the rest of the hour discussing AI ethics. It more-or-less worked, though I did opt to wfh the rest of the afternoon just to save spoons. I got a good chunk of research done on referential expressions in human languages. I’ve started using a new tool from a CMU research group, called Fuse; it’s kindof Zotero plus snippet capture plus hierarchical cardsorting.
A gentle dinner, crossword (very nice trick for a Tuesday), She-Ra, nearly normal snack, sleep.