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kitewithfishI am so far behind on talking about my life, that I am just going to randomly mention things.
Mood-
Gloomy. There's still oil jetting into the Gulf of Mexico, my boyfriend is leaving for six weeks on Sunday, I have a headache that I can't shake, copyright law is insane, I'm only now catching up to Doctor Who after being behind for weeks, fandom is in the midst of several fails and I kind of hate human beings right now. It's hard to focus on the positive when my head hurts and my knees hurts and still have a final paper that I need to write and I just can't make myself care about it right now. And I could probably make myself be/act/feel more positive, but right now I just don't have the spoons to keep myself from spiraling down for a little bit into a funk.
Fandom:
I've been following the J2 BigBang "What do you mean, a Haitian might read this?" RaceFail only sporadically. I remember seeing the summary for the story go up way back when, and I remember noticing it, and thinking something about it, but I am not going to claim that it was any real kind of fair recognition for the rather massive fail that was coming down the pike. I just remember looking at it, and noticing briefly that it was going to be set in Haiti. And I don't know if I should I have followed up on that more, and maybe mentioned it, but that time has passed.
I don't know that this is really a fandom issue, but was following the story about the intersex children (identified by the media as female without qualification) who had cliteroplasty before they could consent to it. And, I had an inkling there, before it was made much more explicit (very eloquently) by others, that it was really, really an INTERSEX ISSUE, that maybe the children were intersex/had medical conditions that fall under my vague and really poor understanding of "intersex conditions" (and I realize that this is probably not the correct term, please please correct me if you have the spoons to do so). But I can't follow the story anymore because I find a lot of the medical terminology and procedures described to be rather distressing to consider too closely- scary like most of surgery is vaguely scary to me, and more so because it's small children, and it's people who love them inadvertently possibly fucking over their lives because we live in a society where being anything but cis and hetero is considered "weird."
Life:
I'm working fulltime at an internship, it's kind of boring and the people really don't need two interns, but it's fine and it's a great place. I keep getting up at 6am. It kind of sucks.
I helped my boyfriend move last week. We both seem to be so tired all the time that we just sort of wave at each other before we fall asleep. And he's leaving in a few days, so it's kind of imperative to get some actual time with him when we are not both incredibly tired. And he will be seven hours ahead of me. And I basically need for him to pet me and reassure me in convincing ways, and I kind of hate myself for putting the burden of my emotional problems on him when he must already be kind of stressed out, but I've tried "just sucking it up" for a while now and it's just. not. working.
and.
and.
and.
I need to read some fucking Meg Cabot, stat.
Mood-
Gloomy. There's still oil jetting into the Gulf of Mexico, my boyfriend is leaving for six weeks on Sunday, I have a headache that I can't shake, copyright law is insane, I'm only now catching up to Doctor Who after being behind for weeks, fandom is in the midst of several fails and I kind of hate human beings right now. It's hard to focus on the positive when my head hurts and my knees hurts and still have a final paper that I need to write and I just can't make myself care about it right now. And I could probably make myself be/act/feel more positive, but right now I just don't have the spoons to keep myself from spiraling down for a little bit into a funk.
Fandom:
I've been following the J2 BigBang "What do you mean, a Haitian might read this?" RaceFail only sporadically. I remember seeing the summary for the story go up way back when, and I remember noticing it, and thinking something about it, but I am not going to claim that it was any real kind of fair recognition for the rather massive fail that was coming down the pike. I just remember looking at it, and noticing briefly that it was going to be set in Haiti. And I don't know if I should I have followed up on that more, and maybe mentioned it, but that time has passed.
I don't know that this is really a fandom issue, but was following the story about the intersex children (identified by the media as female without qualification) who had cliteroplasty before they could consent to it. And, I had an inkling there, before it was made much more explicit (very eloquently) by others, that it was really, really an INTERSEX ISSUE, that maybe the children were intersex/had medical conditions that fall under my vague and really poor understanding of "intersex conditions" (and I realize that this is probably not the correct term, please please correct me if you have the spoons to do so). But I can't follow the story anymore because I find a lot of the medical terminology and procedures described to be rather distressing to consider too closely- scary like most of surgery is vaguely scary to me, and more so because it's small children, and it's people who love them inadvertently possibly fucking over their lives because we live in a society where being anything but cis and hetero is considered "weird."
Life:
I'm working fulltime at an internship, it's kind of boring and the people really don't need two interns, but it's fine and it's a great place. I keep getting up at 6am. It kind of sucks.
I helped my boyfriend move last week. We both seem to be so tired all the time that we just sort of wave at each other before we fall asleep. And he's leaving in a few days, so it's kind of imperative to get some actual time with him when we are not both incredibly tired. And he will be seven hours ahead of me. And I basically need for him to pet me and reassure me in convincing ways, and I kind of hate myself for putting the burden of my emotional problems on him when he must already be kind of stressed out, but I've tried "just sucking it up" for a while now and it's just. not. working.
and.
and.
and.
I need to read some fucking Meg Cabot, stat.
