August 16th, 2004


sore legs on monday

Walked past a drag king on the way into work this morning, trying out her new moustache, trying to pass... looked back to check and her long bad boy shorts were loose but not quite loose enough to hide her girish arse ... she didn't look back at me, probably likes'em boyish just like her.

Reported Saturday and Sunday over on caption additionally -- not really work, more a way of winding down and digesting the day so I could sleep. Overall, the weekend treated me well, lovely times chatting and hanging out and shopping and sulking and managing to pull off what I thought was a quite impossible workshop.

Again, I think to myself that I'm luckier than I have any right to expect to be.

The Spambot wanted to know how the weekend went, well actually said "egypt comic jihad timid and fugue" but I know what was meant, hmm, hmm "Sexy top" ... hehe, thanks for noticing! I also got mail from Vertebrates M. Slumlord, but the contents were boring, however Collapse )...doesn't quite have my interests down pat yet, but is trying.

In all the excitement about Caption, I missed the sad, sad news about all those gay marriages turning into refunds. It made me feel sad and kind of hopeless, because (a bit like trying to find a girlfriend when you're a provincial lesbian) where gay marriage is concerned the numbers are stacked hard against success. Only about 10% of the population will ever need the freedom it represents; approached democratically, it's never going to happen.

Siiiigh. Lunch.
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