Pregnancies. Marriages. Cross-country trips. Transition. Moving. New jobs. Graduation. There are so many changes in people's lives around me that I feel like I'm in the Vancouver version of Rent. Except that, to my knowledge, no-one is dying of AIDS.

So I'd say that it's a season cliffhanger of some TV show, but who ever set a series in Vancouver?

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Last morning I had a half-dream about the phallus as a parasitic/symbiotic* xeno-entity that sprouted from a seed implanted atop the clitoris of a woman I know. Then to grow it into its own shape. Elegant, but unwelcome. Its thoughts intrude. Insist.**
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Last night, there was this strange feeling of lightness under my feet. It is as if a great weight has been lifted from my body. Is it that I have overcome challanges in my work and health, and is it that I have resolved some serious issues in my life? This light and giddy-headed feeling continues, and I look at my nailbeds. I examine them, and then ( Read more... )

I have a full course load. This makes me happy.

Gender Studies (09:30-12:20, 16:30-17:20 Tuesday)
Disciplining Sex and Sociobiology (12:30-16:30 Thursday)
Gender and Geography (11:30-13:20 Wednesday at the Harbour Center; 10:30-12:20 Thursday)
Differential Calculus (08:30-10:20 Monday and Wednesday, VCC)

I see a strange order in the universe from time ( Read more... )

Gender-wise, my mind is like one of those children's puzzles where there are cartoon characters fishing on one side, hooks with different items on the other (old boot, tire, anchor, used condom - only one has a fish), and between the two lie tangled lines.

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