You say it's...
Mild case of the blues. It hasn't been a good day today, with some continuing nonsense from the Greens and one of the guys at work giving me a hard time. Plus, my birthday is one of those things that I don't know how to approach; it's right after the holidays and frequently iced out (got cold again today, for the first time this year, really, with low scheduled for -5 C), and while it's nice to have it recognized, as so many on my flist are doing, it's also one of those things I prefer to keep kind of low-key. For one thing it reminds me that I haven't gotten my 12th Night gifts to my friends; it's also right after the holidays, so I'm embarrassed to ask for anything, not to mention that I really don't need anything much. And of course, there's this whole "getting older" business.
The flap over my speech is now reduced to two Greens in particular, which is good. The unfortunate part is that they continue to ride it and are proving themselves to be just plain ol' bigots. They've pretty much dropped any pretext being concerned about "religion" or "spirituality" in the Green Party and just went on some rants about how much they hate Christianity. It leaves me in the uncomfortable position of feeling I now have to pursue it further, as silence isn't a good way to deal with bigotry, but I don't know if I'm going to.
No one at work has mentioned my birthday at all. Again, nice in some ways, a bit awkward and depressing in others. It's more than made up for by my flist.
The flap over my speech is now reduced to two Greens in particular, which is good. The unfortunate part is that they continue to ride it and are proving themselves to be just plain ol' bigots. They've pretty much dropped any pretext being concerned about "religion" or "spirituality" in the Green Party and just went on some rants about how much they hate Christianity. It leaves me in the uncomfortable position of feeling I now have to pursue it further, as silence isn't a good way to deal with bigotry, but I don't know if I'm going to.
No one at work has mentioned my birthday at all. Again, nice in some ways, a bit awkward and depressing in others. It's more than made up for by my flist.