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How The Dutch Protect Their Prostitutes
This Sunday will be End Violence Against Sex Workers day. Unfortunately, I'll miss the event here in Cleveland, since I'll be in PA visiting firinel, marnanel, and riordon. Or rather, it's not the least bit unfortunate that I'll be in PA visiting them; I'm very much looking forward to that. I leave tonight, 1am. Thankfully, it seems likely I won't need to work overtime this evening after all -- it seems that very ill coworker is insisting on dragging himself in to work (which is worrisome, but admittedly convenient today), so I should have some time to pack and relax with the pets.
Grandboss brought us tasty holiday treats today. She's growing on me. Yes, feel free to bribe me with chocolate.
Also, I got to talk to lunatickle last night for the first time in a while, which made me very happy, and I'll get to see her and fabulousmisst later this month, which is unexpected and quite pleasing. And I need to remember that I made plans with Casey for this coming Wednesday after my evil dentist appt (everyone's got their medical squick -- you can do pelvics on me from here 'til Kingdom Come, and I won't bat an eye, but don't go fucking around in my mouth with those evil scrapey tools and buzzy drills! ack! *shudder*). Also, possible housemate -- must remember to make plans for her to come by early next week, once I'm back (she came my way thanks to cupcakecomplex). And I have an appt with the folks at Tri-C on Monday to sort out stuff for my class next semester. Oh, and nezmaster is going to be in town this weekend, so we're going to try to get coffee sometime between when I get home and when he leaves.
My mood's definitely improving from the depression I've been in for the past few months. I'm still digging myself out of my self-inflicted financial hole, so all X-Mas presents are more likely to be January-mas presents, but I do seem to be digging out rather than further in, so the stress is manageable (and many thanks to Fin and Marn for graciously helping me out with the bus ticket tonight). I've been thinking about the fact that I see entirely too little of many of my local friends, and trying to figure out how to change that. I don't think it's likely, but I'm even entertaining the thought of having a (*gasp*) party in order to see more of them. Realistically, I like small group interactions best, though, so I think it's more a matter of trying again to make some plans and do some hanging out. If you're local, and we should hang out, drop me a comment so we can figure out when.
And I had several really good students for patient-instructing this week. That always makes me happy, and gives me hope for the medical profession.
I know there was other stuff I meant to write about, but I'm kind of headachey, and can't figure out what it was.
Oh, I do love the Jasper Fforde Thursday Next books. Much fun. I'm on Lost in A Good Book now, and it's an apt title. I'm looking forward to the bus trip tonight partly because it's a chance to do lots of uninterrupted reading.
Icon choice is because I just spent a while discussing "Cake or Death" with Caleb, and trying to explain the Episcopal/Anglican church as a result.
Oh, and an episode of Dirty Jobs last night prompted me to call my Mom to affirm a fuzzy childhood memory of getting peed on by a lion.
This Sunday will be End Violence Against Sex Workers day. Unfortunately, I'll miss the event here in Cleveland, since I'll be in PA visiting firinel, marnanel, and riordon. Or rather, it's not the least bit unfortunate that I'll be in PA visiting them; I'm very much looking forward to that. I leave tonight, 1am. Thankfully, it seems likely I won't need to work overtime this evening after all -- it seems that very ill coworker is insisting on dragging himself in to work (which is worrisome, but admittedly convenient today), so I should have some time to pack and relax with the pets.
Grandboss brought us tasty holiday treats today. She's growing on me. Yes, feel free to bribe me with chocolate.
Also, I got to talk to lunatickle last night for the first time in a while, which made me very happy, and I'll get to see her and fabulousmisst later this month, which is unexpected and quite pleasing. And I need to remember that I made plans with Casey for this coming Wednesday after my evil dentist appt (everyone's got their medical squick -- you can do pelvics on me from here 'til Kingdom Come, and I won't bat an eye, but don't go fucking around in my mouth with those evil scrapey tools and buzzy drills! ack! *shudder*). Also, possible housemate -- must remember to make plans for her to come by early next week, once I'm back (she came my way thanks to cupcakecomplex). And I have an appt with the folks at Tri-C on Monday to sort out stuff for my class next semester. Oh, and nezmaster is going to be in town this weekend, so we're going to try to get coffee sometime between when I get home and when he leaves.
My mood's definitely improving from the depression I've been in for the past few months. I'm still digging myself out of my self-inflicted financial hole, so all X-Mas presents are more likely to be January-mas presents, but I do seem to be digging out rather than further in, so the stress is manageable (and many thanks to Fin and Marn for graciously helping me out with the bus ticket tonight). I've been thinking about the fact that I see entirely too little of many of my local friends, and trying to figure out how to change that. I don't think it's likely, but I'm even entertaining the thought of having a (*gasp*) party in order to see more of them. Realistically, I like small group interactions best, though, so I think it's more a matter of trying again to make some plans and do some hanging out. If you're local, and we should hang out, drop me a comment so we can figure out when.
And I had several really good students for patient-instructing this week. That always makes me happy, and gives me hope for the medical profession.
I know there was other stuff I meant to write about, but I'm kind of headachey, and can't figure out what it was.
Oh, I do love the Jasper Fforde Thursday Next books. Much fun. I'm on Lost in A Good Book now, and it's an apt title. I'm looking forward to the bus trip tonight partly because it's a chance to do lots of uninterrupted reading.
Icon choice is because I just spent a while discussing "Cake or Death" with Caleb, and trying to explain the Episcopal/Anglican church as a result.
Oh, and an episode of Dirty Jobs last night prompted me to call my Mom to affirm a fuzzy childhood memory of getting peed on by a lion.