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... in which I rant about various things in ways that are probably not terribly politically correct for the community I'm in. And may or may not have any bearing on how I feel about issues and things tomorrow. And should be taken with one of those industrial-sized salt-licks that you put in cow fields. (Wonders how many of her flist have grown up around enough cow farms to know what she means...)
( the rant )
So tomorrow morning I'm getting up omgwaytooeffingearly to go to Clarksville with some friends to talk to a college class about sexuality. More specifically I'm supposed to talk about being bi. It should be very interesting.
For all that I bitched about October, *so* far, it hasn't been anything like as bad as some. I'm still much closer to critical mass about some things than I'd like, I'm very upset about my best "work friend" (as opposed to my best friend that works where I do, who is someone different and still works there) being fired this week, and I'll be glad when it's November, NaNoWriMo, "Afterglow", "Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie" and all, but I am enjoying hot apple cider (or rather, artificial flavored apple drink - no real apples were harmed in the making of this product...), apple streusel pop-tarts, the plum cobbler (as well as the rest of the dinner) my mother-in-law made tonight, and if I can find my frakking costume I have every intention of enjoying the halloween party next weekend.
( the rant )
So tomorrow morning I'm getting up omgwaytooeffingearly to go to Clarksville with some friends to talk to a college class about sexuality. More specifically I'm supposed to talk about being bi. It should be very interesting.
For all that I bitched about October, *so* far, it hasn't been anything like as bad as some. I'm still much closer to critical mass about some things than I'd like, I'm very upset about my best "work friend" (as opposed to my best friend that works where I do, who is someone different and still works there) being fired this week, and I'll be glad when it's November, NaNoWriMo, "Afterglow", "Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie" and all, but I am enjoying hot apple cider (or rather, artificial flavored apple drink - no real apples were harmed in the making of this product...), apple streusel pop-tarts, the plum cobbler (as well as the rest of the dinner) my mother-in-law made tonight, and if I can find my frakking costume I have every intention of enjoying the halloween party next weekend.
