oct 7th

 it was a long day, overshadowed by sadness, anxiety and frustration. it was difficult to concentrate. it was difficult to not be trying to concentrate.

there have been flashes of optimism. the iranian crown prince in exile sent an important message, and the kiffness responded to uncle cyril's propaganda in way that was a huge relief for us jewish israeli fans. the realization (by some of the US leaders) that they should be following our lead, not trying to restrain us from fighting evil.

otherwise, mr smear handled himself pretty well today, and i remembered to return to the coffee shop to pay the bill i'd forgotten about, and gd overcame her fear of more attacks today and went to her sewing class.

...

i've been feeling a bit raw since our fight the other night, and have been playing scenes from it over and over in my mind. as shitty as it all was, at the very end of it gd and i (well, more her than me, but i helped) arrived at a breakthrough conclusion and i've got a feeling it's going to help both of us going forward.