sistawendy | (no subject)

Pah-tayed at

nerdvana last night, and stayed out way too late even though I'd told myself I wasn't going to. (And why wouldn't I? Zappy and work.) I'm enjoying cloven fruit more these days, drinking and eating less, and for the first time ever, I got in the hot tub. No, nobody who's ever been there would have given me any aggro for being a chick with a dick in the hot tub because they're cool like that, but it would have made me uncomfortable. That's why they (used to?) call it gender dysphoria.

Gosh, I was dehydrated for zappy today. I simply can't imagine why. Ahem. That's bad because it makes hair removal more difficult and slower. So, I drank water until I sloshed, and within minutes all was well. Definite progress toward removal of all the little bastards is visible.

Heard from the Young Lady in the Bowler. We're doing the slo-mo schedule tango, and I squee a little every time I hear from her. Yeah, 44 going on 16.

Oh: Nibsmother stayed over the weekend, so I didn't see my son or Nibs. I did get a text from Nibs saying that she needed a drink, though. I get that.