I phoned Landsdoff at the New Institute for Advanced Study,
about the possibility of utilizing the pair-production nuclear photoeffect for exploratory work in biophysics.
At first he thought I was a crackpot, but after I pointed out the flaws in his article in the New Institute Journal he kept me on the phone for nearly an hour.
He wants me to come to the Institute to discuss my ideas with his group.
I might take him up on it after I've finished my work at the lab—if there is time.
That's the problem, of course. I don't know how much time I have.
A month? A year? The rest of my life? That depends on what I find out about the psychophysical side-effects of the experiment.
June 30 — I've stopped wandering the streets now that I have Fay.
I've given her a key to my place. She kids me about my locking the door, and I kid her about the mess her place is in.
She's warned me not to try to change her.
Her husband divorced her five years ago because she couldn't be bothered about picking things up and taking care of her home.
That's the way she is about most things that seem unimportant to her. She just can't or won't bother.
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