Responding to shit in two secs! Just feeling accomplished. I want to take a picture of how bad ass me and my friend cleaned Sarah's balcony. I didn't take a before picture but it was AWFUL. Even by my standards. Going to clean the rest of the apartment, make x-mas snowflakes (some of which are being packaged for a special someone tho' they won't make it in time) and making a traditional Finnish food for dinner/night snack food whatever the hell. :) I'm a CLEANING HURRICANE. Already bagged 3 bags of trash.

WAY BACK RESPONSES 'CAUSE I IS LAZEH (sort of; I got done with 100k+ of re-writes last night. So that's 200k+ words. I'm proud of myself. :] )

I do drink too much, in one go. But I've cut down a lot! :) I don't usually get... well, what's your definition of drunk. 'Cause there's buzzed, tipsy, drunk, sloshed, hammered, trashed. Natural tolerance sucks, I already had one and the more you drink the higher it gets. Which is lame! (Depends on what you drink. I still can't drink beer.)

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Last year. My "academic probation" will be over; actually today. So this incident is REALLY recent.

Nope. When it's done it's done. My feet have been flat and curved inward since I was born. I have ankles that bend so that sometimes I walk on the little knob of your ankle if it gets bad enough. The bones in my feet are starting to come apart and your calf muscle (the Achilles muscle), is only half formed. It stops about mid-calf and has a few strings of thin muscle to connect it to the rest of the body. There's one thing I can do for my wobbly ankles and that's metal implants, and for my knees screws in them. But for the muscle problem, there's no fix.

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Agreed. I know a lot of T people and who struggle with it and everything that happens (although; woah. If you've been paying attention to the news there have been some good things there)which... is kinda confusing as to why people who are cis bi get treated weird? As far as a political stance goes and what everyone tells me, I thought we already said "screw what gender/sex/orientation you choose to be, you all count in the struggle" but... somehow whenever I try and pipe in to a conversation, I'm shut out? Even in a very heavy trans/queer gendered community. Just... okay? Apparently me existing pisses people off.

There will always be divisions, there still are even with rights. (Hell, if we're going to take it to the people that have the most... society born privilege in the biggest players of the international community; it'd be someone who's white, and male (and if we take it down a notch, female) and there's STILL BS. There's STILL screwed up shit. I don't believe things are going to be perfect, no. But things can get better. But still. Did you hear about the first LGBT group that was invited to the White House by Obama and they took twitter pics of them flipping off all of the presidents? =/ Like, why?

Oh my god! I didn't know that! That's, that's so awesome! :) Super happy! The only reason I've ever been worried about transgender issues is; lord this may be insensitive but I've talked about this to some other people and it's in the place of an accident where you have to identify a body. I believe the human body is not just ONE thing. We have our spirit and soul that's a raging ball of EVERYTHING in the world, then we have a DNA code that was just randomly assigned to us (some people would call that 'sex' but too many people confuse that with physical biology of our bodies), gender which is what feminine, neutral, in between, or masculine, and orientation which is just what you're attracted to. But the DNA part is what worries me. If your remains are so far gone that all they can do is run DNA on you, what if never make it into the system because of office bull shit? Like if your teeth are gone and your finger tips are burned off and there's no hair left (I watch too many crime shows.) x.x 'Cause I used to want to work for law enforcement and the saddest things I ever see are when there are unidentified bodies.

It was. But the scar is still there. It's prolly gonna be one of my nastiest. And it's starting to itch and it's just burning more and I just want it to stahp. x.x

Haha, don't offer that to me. I want to talk about him all the time. You'll get annoyed!

'peeks in tentively' hello 'waves' how's everyones day going?

Pretty good. :) Still have cleaning to do but good. Yourself?

Actually getting a few things off my quest lsit 'nods'

-slumps in and sighs-

-flops on Batterz- Hello.

You okay Batty?

'pokes Espy' Hi 'waves brightly'

-cuddles on Espy-

Nah, my birthday started horrible, and it ended even worse.

aww.. Im sorry..I've had a horrible birthday or two myself..i know how it feels 'gives super hug' I'm sorry it went so bad for you..

-Hugs Batty-

I'm sorry.

Christmas shopping is done, my legs hurt, made a delicious home made meal. Exhausted, full, and happy.

-meanders in and begins preparing responses-
Sorry for the lateness, it's been a crazy couple of days but I'm finally ready for my trip and there's nothing left to do but wait for getting off work in the morning.

Batty- I'm sorry your birthday didn't go well. :(

Helsinki-
I don't get it, either. The majority of LGBT folks I've known have no problem with either the B or T, but you were right when you said that there will always be divisions and the people driving them. I think it's likely a result of the Greater Internet Fuckwad Theory.

Oh, yeah, perfection isn't an achievable goal for humans. Still, we can and will do better. Now that is behavior I really don't understand. Some people will do anything for attention, but flipping off portraits of former presidents when you visit the White House just makes no sense at all.

It is, I was so happy to learn that the DSM is changing and hopefully it will accelerate the case for transgender rights. Now I just need to email my psychologist and a psychologist friend who both signed the petition and thank them (also to keep in touch and keep my psychologist up to date on what's going on. . . I really keep her in the dark too much). That's something I worry about, too, but I hope it never has to get used. I'm kind of a vain bitch in this regard, because when I die I want to be cremated so that future archaeologists don't find my remains, test them, and end up coming to incorrect conclusions about me. They'll just have a name on a register (likely long forgotten) if they get anything.

Hopefully the burning has stopped by now. I hate getting burn scars; I'd really prefer cutting myself with a dull kitchen knife.

I can handle it. :D

Not one of my friends called me to do anything, or come over. I got a few texts, most of them from Facebook. Zane hadn't planned ANYTHING, didn't take me out, didn't have any surprises for me, nothing. No one decorated the living room like they usually do.. No candles in odd pieces of food I'll actually eat. At least last year, there was that.. No helium balloons, or any of our usual birthday traditions. I went to the store, got my mom cat litter, and then spent the rest of the day in my fucking house.

So needless to say, nothing happened. Not one fucking thing. I got a new tarot deck from my sister, which, was cool. She actually thought about me. My mom got me a teapot, that grows flower things as the tea steeps. And Zane threw a pair of headphones at me, and called it done. He was gone for most of the day, came back, we argued because he was the ONE PERSON I was counting on to make my day, and he didn't even THINK ABOUT DOING ANYTHING. Then went out AGAIN, and got me a dozen roses, because he "felt bad"...then he slept the rest of the night, until I woke him up to go shower. By that time it was 1AM, and the day was over.

I cried all day. Even went to sleep fucking crying.

Well hell...'hugs tightly to Batty' Y our day DID suck. it sucked big hairy Donkey Balls.. oh and i want to smack your husband and all your real life friends..