She's touring the facility, she's taking up slack.

Home way too late--gaming went about an hour and a half past my usual bedtime, but it was good to get out of the house and see folks.
Main reason I'm here is to record a thought that for some reason I stumbled across at work this afternoon around five o'clock. Is it possible that the reason I'm so damned determined to take care of myself and not ask for help is not so much my caretaker nature that demands that I not make demands but instead is more the fact that I'm frightened to depend on somebody enough to give them the leverage to fuck me over?
And if so, does this change my behaviour any, outside of acknowledging my motivation? I still don't particularly /want/ to be fucked over after all.
And does that sentence parse at all to anybody besides me?

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I got pettings tonight!
This morning the eastern mountains were showing off the nice green color that they turn for about two or three weeks before they turn urine-yellow, and the clouds were scampering up and down the slopes. The past couple of weeks has been lovely. Sunny days, with highs in the upper 70s, which is a perfect place for them to be; rainy days where it actually rains, and wind that makes it actually cold out. For what little time I get to spend out of doors, I've been pleased.

And I think I finally bludgeoned AltaVista into getting me my tax information.

So there was an article in the paper today about an Italian National who was arrested under suspicion of impersonating a federal officer and robbing people. However, the police declined to release his name, as they felt it might impede their attempts to apprehend his partner.
I can only imagine the thoughts going through the commissioner's mind as he announced this plan:
The criminal mastermind sips his coffee and reads the paper, where he stumbles across this article about an Italian arrested under suspicion of impersonating a federal agent and robbing people.
He frowns thoughtfully and wonders if this person knows his partner, an Italian who impersonates a federal officer and robs people. He taps his chin twice with a forefinger, pensively. Then he shrugs and gets up to go to his planned rendezvous with his partner, who for some reason failed to make their last meeting.