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Had a nice long phone conversation with Hawk this evening. I think he mainly called because he wasn't quite sure if our brother Eightball's birthday was today or tomorrow. (It's tomorrow. It's a bit difficult having all our birthdays sequentially only a couple of days off a month between each.) He told me a lot about how he feels playing music has changed him as a person, made him more confident and outgoing.
I've got more Worker's Comp claim issues to deal with, tomorrow morning. I got a letter from them saying that my injury was inadequately documented, which is bullshit. I'll have to see if my doctor can write a new report, or if perhaps the one she wrote before didn't get properly filed. It's most definetly work related, I don't see how there can be any dispute with the type of injury it is.
Oh, wait, I can't do that tomorrow, it's a holiday. That's good. I'll go to the gym, instead. I forgot to go over the last two days.
I worked on my Pseudo Victorian Boy's Adventure story, but didn't feel as though I got much done. I rearranged a lot but didn't feel as though I managed to increase the level of detail in Chapter Two as much as I should have. Chapter One, though, is postable. I guess. *quails* I need a name for this damned story besides the PVBA. I have considered "Down The Great River By Raft" and "Into the Warm North" - either way there should also be something like ":Two boy's adventures. With a thousand elephants." Maybe. Heh.
BTW, in "Fortress of Solitude" - the boys do at least give each other hand jobs. How much do I love Jonathan Lethem for this? A great deal. :)