Journal Entry 030/0477 "P'nyssa!" I perched on the edge of the g-tube to the bedroom.Journal Entry 030/0477 "P'nyssa!" I perched on the edge of the g-tube to the bedroom. "Can I come down?" "Don't come down yet!" was the answer I got. "I'd like to use the bathroom!" I shouted. "Use the one next door! Just don't come down here!" I grumbled to myself about women and their incessant need to take forever to dress. "Dave," I said, addressing the household AI. "The door's unlocked, Ken." "Thanks." I walked back to our tiny kitchen and opened the door the P'nyssa's old quarters next door. When she'd moved in with me she started to use it less and less, so eventually we just moved all of her stuff over into my quarters and closed up. I suppose that someone else could have used it over the years, but nobody ever asked for it. After Richard and P'raine were born we used it as a nursery, but that had been years ago, and although P'nyssa and I have discussed children since then, we haven't gone ahead with the idea. |