I had a shockingly nice time in SF with my dad. We drank, ate good seafood, spent a day on the bay pulling up sharks and rays. Tossed them all back for some other boat to catch. I learned a valuable lesson about combining ethanol and nerve pain medication by essentially roofie-ing myself. I got a new insight into how much my dad carries around day to day as far as stress, the things my family asks of him. I have been trying to think of ways to be a better son and they all amount to 'Make more money, ask as little of him as possible' and I know that's not a good or healthy way to think about our relationship. Maybe I'll find a better way forward. Other than that, wings level. The RPS continues to absolutely dominate her classes. She has a 99.5% in organic chemistry, a 102% in neuro-anatomy/neuropsych. She's finally starting to believe for herself that she's intelligent and capable and it's a beautiful thing to watch someone build confidence day by day.