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It was another beautiful weekend. Market, movie, lovin, tetris (I know, always with the tetris. Still whipped his ass, even in my intoxicated state), food, park, sleep.

Lots of conversations talking about me. I don't usually talk about me. Sure, I'll tell you what I like, and when I'm happy, but not much more. And so I talked about my heart and those panic attacks, about what I want in life and the reasons behind my desire for money (someday), about beauty and nature, about girls and my experiences with them and feelings for them, about the one I loved. And I was oh so open about sex. Can you make yourself come in front of someone? As they are just watching and not participating. Evidently I can. No big deal.

There was this moment. We were walking in an alley and he was on his cell phone (very unusual, he never answers it) and he just stopped, in the middle of the rode, and squatted down. Picked these five pebbles out of the road and arranged them in a little diamond, one in the center. It was beatiful. It was me. I was amazed and enthralled. And he was so absent-minded about it. Little things are so big to me. I should have picked one up and put it in my pocket for my collection, but I didn't want to disturb them.

ps. i am very chatty today

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I learned today that I have to get an abstract in by the 19th of next month in order present at the National Fragile X conference this summer in DC. And, well, I have to present in order for my boss to pay for the trip. I want to go!! Don't have enough data for a talk, maybe a poster will do. *sigh* It was so amazing two years ago in Chicago(held every two). Everyone that's anyone is there; people who's work I have researched and read, people we compete against and collaborate with. Hundreds of talks. And people. Families. A conference with hundreds of families and their affected and unaffected children. I see them, talk to them, attend lectures with them, learn about their kids and their physical and behavioral characteristics, in which I am not well versed. What an amazing thing. I was inspired and touched and fed. Spent one afternoon in the nursery, after making a friend in a child. Wow was that amazing. The two of us had the most incredible time, and I cried when I left. I hope he is there this year, he should be ten now I think. Yes, that boy was amazing. What a smile.

*sigh*

ps. fragile x syndrome is the most common form of inherited mental retardation AND the disease I research. Yay.