If I had a patron, I'd totally affix a brass plaque with his or her name on it to my forehead.

I am printing out file labels to replace all the handwritten ones so that the file project I am working on will be PRETTY! After this, I will work on a color coding system. I may need to print out some file labels for the homestead also.

I am printing out file labels to replace all the handwritten ones so that the file project I am working on will be PRETTY! After this, I will work on a color coding system. I may need to print out some file labels for the homestead also.

A girl after my own heart.

The internet is not allowed to go down when I am on vacation. It is Not Fair. Yes, I know, my diamond shoes are too tight.

I may be forced to actually get up and shower. The horror.

In my defense, I'm mostly stuck at home caring for my poor Dread Pirate Byron, so it's not exactly a typical vacation, and internet has become my crucial link to the outside world. Reading and typing via blackberry is not going to cut it.

I want a patron. Some bored wealthy nobleman who has nothing better to do but give me money. And doesn't want anything in exchange.

If my patron wants to be able to have tea with me while I'm wearing fabulous clothes, that would be okay. Or to have me take them shopping.

Happy Birthday to Allyson!!

How is Byron, Kristin?

I am printing out file labels to replace all the handwritten ones so that the file project I am working on will be PRETTY! After this, I will work on a color coding system. I may need to print out some file labels for the homestead also.

A girl after my own heart.

Reason #10394891356 why I love the Buffistas.

Last night, I was dusting my book/media shelves, and I was actually doing a good job of weeding out some books/tapes/dvds, and also taking great delight in reorganizing my videotapes (Brit TV together, with Doctor Who followed by Torchwood, and then all my boring PBS/History Channel documentaries together--I use those tapes to fall asleep to). Oh, and I was able to realphabetize my CDs, as well!

Dangit, catching up just cause I've ended up on a 2-11 sleep schedule and y'all had to go and discuss trans issues before I was awake? Hrmph!

That said, I know a lot of trans guys. Most of them, you wouldn't look twice at on the street. A couple are kinda short, for guys. But the full beard tends to indicate. A few are extremely hot, muscled, etc, and you would never guess...unless their pants are off. From what I hear, bottom surgery is not that useful, for FTMs. Not to mention expensive as hell--most of the guys I know have managed to scrape up the thousands of dollars to get their top surgery done, because binding the breasts every day and not being able to take your shirt off sucks, and is a constant reminder of the girl thing. But if bottom surgery doesn't really get you a functioning dick, AND costs like, 10-15K? Also, for some people, testosterone makes your clit get really big--not quite dick-sized, but a couple inches long.

On a completely different topic discussed earlier, seems like some people will say "OMG, my parents let me drink wine when I was ten, and then I started sneaking their booze, and now I'm an alcoholic" and others will say it saved them from seeing booze as an issue. No idea how the hell your'e supposed to tell which group your kid would fit into...

Probably more financially solvent men out there than men with (as she put it) lady parts.

Hah! I know some, but most of htem would not be down with carrying the baby, is the other thing...

Now I should really go be productive. My new boss emailed and was like "I won't inundate you with info til closer to your start date!" Maybe I'll go catch up on Scrabulous on Facebook now...

Bah. Stupid knee. Most of the time it's fine, but every so often I'll be walking and suddenly one step will result in intense pain. Can't tell how I'm stepping differently to cause the pain.

Ooh, I found an ibuprofin in my desk drawer. Yay! I won't have to walk two blocks to the grocery store....