Decent day. AM rise, early, and irritated within 15min because I set myself up with a time limit, polluted the attempt to mediation and start off on a good food, and then got pissy about the fact that if you take the 1st cup or two out of the coffee maker you get espresso and the next person gets Denny's watered down java. It's true but it's nit picky as fuck. Got Lauren to DMV, waited with her, accompanied and pulled some rabbits out of hats as we worked around the 2-document proof of residency. She passed written but there's a minor snag in the medical vision statement meeting resolution. We'll have to return but that's fine we're running ahead of a few parallel dependancies as it stands. Mission 95% accomplished. More steps to follow. During 1pm work call the dermotoligst called and I took it. BOTH problem areas biopsy came back Basal Cell and are 99-100% treatable with MORS procedure. Scheduling to follow. Lauren's relieve and Tommy asked about it a couple of times too. I guess that was just too close a call for them. I get it. I reassured them but that's talk, while medical results back it up. I'm happy. Oddly disappointed in that like Guilame Barre, I want some constant reminder of mortality. You'd think I have it. I guess I do, and should be looking there instead of inward. Jen's 2nd dose tonight, she's starting to feel modest effects. We're doing well and there's such a love and bond between us. It's so natural and easy I almost never write about it. It's just innately there, like the ground beneath me and the air I breathe. It's hard to imagine a time when we might have to part, and one of our passings. Mortality sucks. Tonight was cards night. I regret not going to see Steve and Diana sooner. A trip would do us good. I should do it sooner than later. I love seeing Sheila and Carl. They're so vibrant, always have been, and I hope we have that too.