(morning writing, observe)
Mold: found some on the sheets of dehydrated fig i'd put in a jar. Back to dehydrating unto rockness.
Christine's birthday actually went by nicely yesterday. The usual angst was avoided, and i was able to do somethings for her that were appreciated.
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Christopher Street Project is a PAC founded late last month for working against the anti-trans legislation in the US: https://www.christopherstreetproject.org/mission The founder has connected with plenty of folks on the Hill already and the organization was written up https://thehill.com/homenews/house/5087610-christopher-street-project-trans-rights/
There's also been a merger of two orgs into Advocates for Trans Equality (formerly National Center for Transgender Equality and Transgender Legal Defense & Education Fund) https://transequality.org/
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My sister texted at 7:45 this morning, "I'm going to go to the high school this morning to participate in a MLK Jr service project--making hygiene kits for hurricane impacted folks in the mountains. If you aren't already into your own plans you could come too. 9-11am." So, i let her pick me up at 8:45. Glad she gave me a ride: it was packed. One of the initial speakers said it was about double last year's participation, which i suspect was for Reasons in Washington, DC. It was really too packed to do anything but stand in line to pack your plastic ziplock bag with toiletries: i tried to have everything in two bags be scent free, and then made one more girl-child oriented with Disney mermaid tooth brush and scented everything else. Then we left and ran some errands
Home, and i listened to Christine's radio station play Democracy Now and her "Inauguration Bawl" hour that includes Rodger Waters "The Fletcher Memorial Home" and Green Day's "The American Dream Is Killing Me" while finishing reading all the activist emails from yesterday evening and this morning.
I'm now fizzling. I think i need to save motivation for tomorrow.
post-tags: morning writing, observe
Christine's birthday actually went by nicely yesterday. The usual angst was avoided, and i was able to do somethings for her that were appreciated.
--== ∞ ==--
Christopher Street Project is a PAC founded late last month for working against the anti-trans legislation in the US: https://www.christopherstreetproject.org/mission The founder has connected with plenty of folks on the Hill already and the organization was written up https://thehill.com/homenews/house/5087610-christopher-street-project-trans-rights/
There's also been a merger of two orgs into Advocates for Trans Equality (formerly National Center for Transgender Equality and Transgender Legal Defense & Education Fund) https://transequality.org/
--== ∞ ==--
My sister texted at 7:45 this morning, "I'm going to go to the high school this morning to participate in a MLK Jr service project--making hygiene kits for hurricane impacted folks in the mountains. If you aren't already into your own plans you could come too. 9-11am." So, i let her pick me up at 8:45. Glad she gave me a ride: it was packed. One of the initial speakers said it was about double last year's participation, which i suspect was for Reasons in Washington, DC. It was really too packed to do anything but stand in line to pack your plastic ziplock bag with toiletries: i tried to have everything in two bags be scent free, and then made one more girl-child oriented with Disney mermaid tooth brush and scented everything else. Then we left and ran some errands
Home, and i listened to Christine's radio station play Democracy Now and her "Inauguration Bawl" hour that includes Rodger Waters "The Fletcher Memorial Home" and Green Day's "The American Dream Is Killing Me" while finishing reading all the activist emails from yesterday evening and this morning.
I'm now fizzling. I think i need to save motivation for tomorrow.
post-tags: morning writing, observe