See, you snog P-C once and make a new friend!

Well, it is one way to get on my good side.

How's the shoulder, by the way?

I think I've been wearing my sling incorrectly for the last four days. That could explain some of the discomfort.

Did you kill the phone people yet?

After getting the run-around for forty-five minutes, I was told to call back tomorrow morning at 8:00 A.M. for some unknown reason and given the magic extension that would get me an appointment in good time. But, seriously, I don't even have time to go see a doctor, I have so much work. I'm bandying about the idea of working every night this week. If I weren't going home this weekend, I would probably go ahead and work my fourth weekend in a row, just to say I survived it. Assuming I survived it.

I guess I have a hard time grokking it because in our society women have the freedom to dress in ways that men don't. I can wear a flirty dress and heels one day and jeans and t-shirt the next and no one thinks that's the slightest bit odd. I feel like I'm me in both situations.

I know there are some women who just prefer skirts (JZ, Jilli) and others who prefer pants and yet others who like both (like me).

I wonder how it would affect me if I couldn't wear pants or skirts out in public because of social issues.

Love Steph's post.

I think this is an area (just like most every other area) in which one can identify as a certain "label" but not fit every textbook description of the label. Doesn't mean either is incorrect. Especially in regard to sexuality, everyone defines themselves differently. In terms of a performer, I think there's even more to consider: is it truly the person or something the person does to enhance his/her performance? Any combination of these things may be true. All would still be valid.

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FanTAStic.

Oh, Tep, I remember when you claimed to be the most vanilla vanillagirl in the history of vanillopolis.

To be honest, I find it hard to wrap my head around quite what transvestisism is/means to people. Gender disphoria makes more sense to me, but when it's a case of wanting to wear women's clothes - up to including fake breasts - but not wanting to BE female...this puzzles me. I mean, I accept it is so, because that's what people say, but I don't feel like I 'get' it in the way that I feel (perhaps mistakenly) like I 'get' the whole transgender thing. It's very interesting.

I guess I have a hard time grokking it because in our society women have the freedom to dress in ways that men don't. I can wear a flirty dress and heels one day and jeans and t-shirt the next and no one thinks that's the slightest bit odd. I feel like I'm me in both situations.

Well, that's what I mean when I say I don't really understand it, either. I don't feel any more or less "me" in pants vs. a dress.

To be honest, I find it hard to wrap my head around quite what transvestisism is/means to people. Gender disphoria makes more sense to me, but when it's a case of wanting to wear women's clothes - up to including fake breasts - but not wanting to BE female...this puzzles me.

Me, too.

I skimmed…but…

Could this day get any more stressful?

Actually, if the check hadn’t come, I’d spent my time doing back-up plan work rather than all the hoop-jumping this required. It actually got worse, but I don’t feel like going into it. Suffice it to say, my father HATES my bank and told them as much, and I’m not allowed to put my money in a savings account there.

Hoping vw checks in soonish. Have had fingers crossed that everything worked out with the check and apartment docs. Fingers sore.

Awwww…thanks! Everything is signed and the big checks are written. The apartment is mine, and I’ve eaten, and I’m feeling better about life in general. Although, I still hate my bank.

...liking ChiKat's post, there. Yes. We do get to choose whether to present ourselves more femininely or masculinely (I know I'm going to get jumped on for that, and I don't mean 'butchly' - perhaps I should say 'gender neutral'?) according to whim, and it doesn't have to be about wanting to dress like a man, per se...

...hmm.

It's all absolutely fascinating to me, but it leaves me all baffled and speculative.

I definitely feel less me in a dress/skirt than I do in pants (especially jeans).

The closest I can get to understanding it is when I think of how weird I feel wearing a business suit.

I guess, in a lot of ways, the clothes DO make the man. Except it starts the other way 'round. It's very confusing.