Well, a decent weekend. A few things of note:
The threats from the weekend before may not have been from whom I suspected. Look at my profile, down at "Most Humbling Moment." There's a chance the threats may have to do with this case. The prosecutor's office for the county where the case took place contacted me over the weekend, wanting to meet and compare notes so they can prepare a new case, and off-handedly mentioned that "[the accused]'s family has been bothering a few people connected to the case, let us know if you're harassed..."
There's a chance I could be on Louisville KY television (again) concerning the case; one of the local stations wants to come up and interview the jurors. It's 5 pm tonight at the Greenwood library, and I'd like to go... and I also have class at 7 pm at IUPUI. Damn. Conflict, conflict. I wonder if it'd be seemly to show up for a few minutes, or be a bit late to class...
Never called Cheryl over the weekend. Should have. Letting time slip away.
Rayna contacted me over the weekend, she's back in town and in cosmetology school (!), for which she needs a GED to continue. Asked me to tutor her for her GED exam, so Saturday was the first session. It's hard to think back to what it was like to learn fractions, decimals, etc., or how to set up a basic outline to write a simple opinion paper, but I'm trying.
She's filing for divorce against her husband who's currently overseas in Iraq; gonna be a big custody battle, I imagine, with three children involved. A lot of the tutoring session was catch-up, discussing what'd gone on in our lives... it's always a bit depressing to hear someone discuss in a matter-of-fact way the abuse they've taken over the last few years, and even more depressing when it comes from someone that I (briefly) considered to be a prime candidate for a relationship a decade ago.
I have to kind of keep my distance this time around. Old protective feelings popping up, but she's got way more in her life now than she did a decade ago; I could have handled things then, but things now are way beyond anything I could deal with. I also don't want to get dragged into the divorce; we're just friends, but if we become close friends again, that could become messy.
The threats from the weekend before may not have been from whom I suspected. Look at my profile, down at "Most Humbling Moment." There's a chance the threats may have to do with this case. The prosecutor's office for the county where the case took place contacted me over the weekend, wanting to meet and compare notes so they can prepare a new case, and off-handedly mentioned that "[the accused]'s family has been bothering a few people connected to the case, let us know if you're harassed..."
There's a chance I could be on Louisville KY television (again) concerning the case; one of the local stations wants to come up and interview the jurors. It's 5 pm tonight at the Greenwood library, and I'd like to go... and I also have class at 7 pm at IUPUI. Damn. Conflict, conflict. I wonder if it'd be seemly to show up for a few minutes, or be a bit late to class...
Never called Cheryl over the weekend. Should have. Letting time slip away.
Rayna contacted me over the weekend, she's back in town and in cosmetology school (!), for which she needs a GED to continue. Asked me to tutor her for her GED exam, so Saturday was the first session. It's hard to think back to what it was like to learn fractions, decimals, etc., or how to set up a basic outline to write a simple opinion paper, but I'm trying.
She's filing for divorce against her husband who's currently overseas in Iraq; gonna be a big custody battle, I imagine, with three children involved. A lot of the tutoring session was catch-up, discussing what'd gone on in our lives... it's always a bit depressing to hear someone discuss in a matter-of-fact way the abuse they've taken over the last few years, and even more depressing when it comes from someone that I (briefly) considered to be a prime candidate for a relationship a decade ago.
I have to kind of keep my distance this time around. Old protective feelings popping up, but she's got way more in her life now than she did a decade ago; I could have handled things then, but things now are way beyond anything I could deal with. I also don't want to get dragged into the divorce; we're just friends, but if we become close friends again, that could become messy.