December 20th, 2001

running, bomb tech

Welcome to Mommyland.

Instead of a nice long leisurely breakfast with Darkside today, it looks like I'm taking Nephew to school.

Dammit.

Little boo won't get dressed.
running, bomb tech

Note to frickin SELF!!!

Do remind Nephew, when he's of age and out of Mommy's jurisdiction, that he's been operating under both her and my (and his ex stepdad's) protection for all of his life.

He's got to protect himself, eventually....
running, bomb tech

(no subject)

This is being e-mailed to myself until LJ comes back
up again.

I didn't have to take Nephew to school after all. The
threat of him having to go to school with me instead
of Mommy worked, and he was out and dressed before I
was.

Five-year-olds are like that.

I suppose I'll deal with it myself in time.
running, bomb tech

Virgin Fatherhood

Surprisingly, I think it's more likely than virgin motherhood...

Adam and I had a bit of a chat on the subject of virgin fatherhood, and how his little wigglies had better not be coming anywhere near the appropriate area of me, as I really had no desire to be a mother.

We talked about the technicalities involved in becoming a parent without ever having had sex, sex defined here as "penetration". All that's required is the sperm and egg meeting and implanting and growing... and for that, there need be none.

It would honestly be a serious question for me, if I became pregnant without being married and without original intent to marry the guy involved, if I was going to marry the guy involved or not. I doubt I'd be able to have my baby adopted by anyone else, and I'd really be upset by the idea of single parenthood, but...

...I think I'd want stronger bonds between myself and my husband than just the bond of shared parenthood. That's a powerful bond there, but that only applies to the care and raising of the child. Votania and I are damn near sharing parenthood now, without keeping a marriage in place.

...If I headed out now and got an apartment on my own (I don't think I would) I would at this point feel obligated to make child-support payments until Nephew
was of an age to not need constant supervision.

...I don't even know if I want to get married, now. Is my husband-hunt of sixteen years over?
running, bomb tech

the last of this morning's old posts

Looks like LJ's down. Meanwhile, here I am, e-mailing journal updates to myself while I can't post them online. Wonder if the client would work, did I have my home computer with me?

Classes this morning have been ridiculously light. First, English at 9 was called off because of technology failure; the computer projector had a massive failure to work in room 110. Therefore, no class, as the teacher had no backup lesson plan.

Second, Accounting was a simple 20-question quiz. Got calculator, got mechanical pencil, and Santa Van Zwol allowed us to use books and notes. Thank you, have a nice day.

I'm now sitting with Darkside in the downstairs south lab. He's grimacing at his .dll files; I'm updating and wondering when LJ's going to come back up. I've got http://status.livejournal.com open, and I refresh every now and then to see how things are going. I must say, it's a very useful site, and has kept me from screaming and tearing hair out several times.

The volume and frequency of swearing from Darkside's corner of the lab has increased. Poor man. Some programming assignments just suck.