Had a debilitating series of anxiety attacks. Somehow made it through exams and a final assignment anyway. Started medication. Took up swimming. Doing volunteer data entry in the herbarium. Had my ears cleaned and can hear again. Had a dental checkup and was told I need a wisdom tooth extracted. Quit smoking (again). Quit coffee and booze until I'm more chilled out too, it's like I'm a fucking monk or something but without the serene holiness. Music's progressing well though, gearing up for a gig in 3 weeks time.
Friday went to trans march, a march for trans-gender rights. Which was awesome, lots of hot freaks dancing and marching. We marched through the Mission district (where some voted yes on Prop 8) and they made the mistake of not looping around to the park where it started. So a few crazy people with speakers, redbull and vodka took an intersection not on the parade route and led an hour long dance parade clogging the streets and turning at random intersections. The cops were nice and just let us have fun.
Saturday went to my girlfriends highschool reunion where she got to show people up by arriving with pink hair and a boyfriend on each arm (one with purpleish blue hair and me with blue teal hair).
Sunday was SF LGBT pride. Got up at 7 so we could take stuff to the staging area, my friend was the organizer for the Bi and poly contingents. I tried to stay out of the mess that is getting stuff organized. Danced down Market street to techno with a nice group of cute guys and girls. Did my contingent monitor duties, which basically means I walk next to one of the wheels and make sure no one ends up under it.
Walking down market street with tons of people lined up on the sides is a rush. I highly recommend it. SF convinces people to do all kinds of things, like a group from Santa Cruz who weren't sure if they were going to make it out to watch pride and ended up shaking their asses on the back of our truck. Or if you are a women I hear it's possible to go to the dykes on bikes, and stand around till you end up on the back of someone's bike.
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By Funcrunch
We are the freaks your parents warned you about.
If my financial situation continues to improve like this I will be able to pay (pun intended) a visit to my brother's girlfriend who lives between San Antonio and Austin in New Braunfels. My sister keeps nagging me to go with her.
If my financial situation continues to improve like this I will be able to pay (pun intended) a visit to my brother's girlfriend who lives between San Antonio and Austin in New Braunfels. My sister keeps nagging me to go with her.
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Originally Posted by SharonDee
Hey, Watser?! We could totally get together.
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Aw, Sock. Don't feel all left out and shit. If you'll remember last year's Vegas trip, I never showed any interest in visiting until one of our 'cross-the-pond folks decided to be there.
Uh, wait ... that makes me sound like I'm bigoted against my own countrymen, doesn't it?
I won a case today at a hearing. Unfortunately, it was also what you could call a learning experience. Much of the learning was centered on not falling out of your chair, throwing up, or saying WTF out loud when it appears that your nice argument has just been decimated and you are being observed by the lead partner.
I ratcheted up the suck this morning. I now have to wear a rubber band with my braces (and eventually two rubber bands).
And I was the oldest patient at the ortho again this morning, which never makes me feel good. I like when there are other post-school-age people there with me.
Tree guys came today and took out the big dangerous tree(s), some smaller ones and cut some limbs away from the power lines.
Oh, and ran over some back deck stairs with their megaton bucket truck and ran over the area next to the house where the drain from the septic tank goes to the drainfield.
And the job still cost almost $1,000. And that was without having them do some of the other stuff I need done because I couldn't afford it.
I have to buy a pole saw to limb up the stupid trees along my stupid driveway. Fuck.
Ari, I want to steal your girl's hair. It's pretty!
I got told yesterday by my neighbor that with my purple hair and tattoos I'm "quite a sight" (old lady for wow you look weird). Funny to think that the Yankee is nicer to me than most of the indigenous population down here
Thanks, freemonkey. Way to make me look like an insensitive clod, bitching about my paltry and insignificant aching mouth.
I don't feel too bad though, since my braces cost more than your tree removal. So there!
I'm sorry for your dental issues. It is I who is an insensitive clod.
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Originally Posted by vm
Hey tone it down, this isn't the rant thread.
sorry, I didn't mean to offend anyone.
Only read if you want to hear a tiny little rant about my crushed stairs:
The guy says "we'll come out and fix it for you, we'll just nail some boards to it and it'll be good and sturdy." Uh... no thanks. The bottom part of the stringer that holds the first step on is sheared off on both sides!
At least my asparagus, mushroom, garlic, Italian cheese frittata came out beautifully.
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Chuck moved to the city! Congrats.
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