Even though I am a good liberal, I have to say there was a lot I didn't grok about the "coming-out thing" (including how sexy I myself find women to be, but that's another post) until I first came online and made a firm determination that, by god, there was going to be one place in the world NOT about my disability and people's reactions and I was gonna pass online. And for a while, it worked great. You can talk about Scorcese for a long time without getting personal, for instance.I sort of thought "the gheys" were just looking to do the Just Jack thing and talk about sex all the time, but gradually Table Talkers talked about their co-workers and I didn't have anything to say. Or someone would say "Must be nice to work in a place and post all day." And I didn't want to lie. It was never the sort of thing I thought it would be. And then it was like a light came on. Because that was sort of like the Pronoun Game. If someone's daughter hadn't been born disabled at about the same time, I might have done that for ages, although looking back, the person that recommended it is sort of my coldest friend, not really the type to have and share a lot of personal shit in the first place...I should probably never take her interpersonal advice.

Cereal: So for me, stopping that wasn't a function of "Disability Pride!1! Represent!11" as I'm tremendously ambivalent about that, like, to eleven, but the people online were becoming my friends and I thought my friends should know the real me, including the fact that my wiring doesn't work. Even though my friend R, who suggested not revealing it, seemed to consider access sort of a housekeeping issue and the only reason to bring it up. I think it affects my personality as well, though mostly in ways I wish it didn't, but just because I don't like them doesn't mean they're not there. And I never have gone on a business trip, or flunked my first driver's test, or about eight million American "universals" I know about mostly from TV and people would notice, eventually.ETA: Reading this back, it seems like I wasn't clear about saying this was *the closest* thing I'd experienced to not being Out about something, but it's NOT the same exact thing. Because all ableist internet people could do is freak out long-distance, you know, not bash me or kick me out of the family, or... I hope I didn't kill the thread being dumb. That experience just helped me learn that keeping a big secret about your identity can affect communication in weird ways that you might not anticipate and that "coming out" is not really about sex at all...I mean, it is, and it's not.

Is anyone on Twitter?

I just got an account, and I need to get some practical experience on it. A job I am applying for is basically asking for someone to use social media to advertise for their theatre productions, and while I am conversant with mucho media, I hadn't jumped the Twitter train yet, so...

Doesn't Mischa Collins have a pretty fun one? And Fake AP Style Book?

Anyone else? (profile addy is good, if you don't want it on the board!)

Thanks ever so.

(Xposted from Natter)

I hope I didn't kill the thread being dumb.

You didn't kill the thread and you're not being dumb.

Yay Calli, on the BiL! I'll be keeping my fingers crossed that he's okay.

Today's not too bad, for a Monday on only 4 hrs of sleep.

ok, cause I was afraid I'd lost my point...they can be slippery first thing. And I get mad enough at "OMG, never thought of crippled people doing..." that I wouldn't want to do it to anyone else.

I hope I didn't kill the thread being dumb. That experience just helped me learn that keeping a big secret about your identity can affect communication in weird ways that you might not anticipate and that "coming out" is not really about sex at all...I mean, it is, and it's not.

Yes! That. In both the ways that you were talking about.

Erin (and anyone else interested), I'm @lilwatchergirl on twitter. I talk utter crap there. Just, y'know, for a change. :D

Edit 'cause I forgot something.

Well, except that my doctor always feels the need to start off by looking at my aorta and telling me that I don't have Marfan's. Um, 4'10" and fairly round-shaped here. I kinda knew that.

Heh. My 'marfanoid habitus' is the reason I have to get fairly regular ECGs. I only wish the height-type effects of that had spread to my whole stature, rather than just my feet and arm-span. I wouldn't hate being tall.

Thanks, smonster!

I just checked weather.com, and it looks like my first shot at seeing snow will be this Saturday, when there's a 30% chance of wintery mix. It's sad when a person looks forward to slush. Still, snow--yay! It'll be a good weekend to stay in and bake, if the power doesn't go out.

Shir! Israel 30th Dec - 7th Jan! Confirmed, and everything. F2F, yes? *happy bounce*

Sean- lots of ~ma

there's a 30% chance of wintery mix.

Hrmph. Does not bode real well for my triangular travels.