On Tuesday after breakfast my relief nurse followed the directions on his phone to take me straight to Kamana Senior Center, where I had my first Creative Writing Class in decades. The instructor was a woman who's a professor at the university. She started with some recommended resources. She talked a lot about memoirs, which I didn't think of as creative writing, but okay. they had a break, since it's a two-hour class, but I didn't recognize it until it was over. During it, I answered most of the questions I was supposed to ask someone else and have them ask me back. I was certainly prepared when we interviewed each other. Then the instructor told us what she wants us to do before the next meeting, though she "didn't want to use the "H" word. At the end, I checked, and eating during class is fine. I'm relieved, because it runs right over lunch, and my body is a strict taskmaster about not skipping meals. After class, I found my relief nurse, who took me back home. {Smile}
I didn't get much exercise, just some mini-Kegels, but with a dance class the day before, and another dance class the next day, I think I'll be okay. {Smile}
After class, I settled in on my computer, and connected with Dr. Faustus, who asked which of two characters he should bring. I picked the one my character already knows, and we went to the teen supergroup meeting. We roleplayed, meeting Dr. Faustus's character. Then we helped the police in a high-level zone, which everyone could do. First, we fought magical, evil circus performers, then nazis of debatable heritage, and after them, some and some spider-themed villains, before we broke up a bank robbery. After that, we roleplayed some more. One guy left for bed as usual, and I broke for dinner, but not before getting Dr. Faustus to go back. He thought we were all leaving when it was just us two. {Smile}
After dinner, I went back to group, which was still roleplaying. Then a couple more left, and so did Dr. Faustus again. This let the folks remaining talk about their reactions to his character, which were rather mixed. I suggested they meet his other character. Dr. Faustus switched and brought him, and we talked with him a fair while. Nothing is firm yet, but they want him to come back next week and see how he gets along with the larger group. Near the end, Phonso invited me and whoever I was with to a strike force Dr. Faustus and I switched to the characters we wanted to do it, and we helped a prominent villain and her boss with a bunch of particularly high-tech pirates who were cutting into their business. Both Phonso and Dr. Faustus left afterwards. I did a good bit of paperwork after they left. Then I started notes in this. After a while I broke to catch up on reading web comics. Then I finished notes in this. {Smile}
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