Every Update With A Poem

Chris doesn't like this poem, but I love it so much.

There is a television, for instance; the truth
is that almost everybody,
given the choice between being loved and
watching TV,
would choose the latter.

...so good.

In other news: I went in to Womyn's Wear the other day and looked at ingredients on lubes. The one that doesn't bother me, Slippery Stuff has three ingredients compared to the five or more on all other lubes including astroglide. No glycerine either, but I don't think that's it. I also tried something called Liquid Silk (?) courtesy of Troy and Nina which was pretty cool -- it didn't dry sticky, and didn't bother me. So I guess I have two good lube brands now.

While there, we found that American condom companies had been audited, and a bunch of them shut down until they could find a way to include proper use instructions on their bulk condoms, as there's a law in the states that says you can't sell condoms without that info. Because they're shut down, Womyn's Wear isn't getting their bulk condoms despite the fact that 1) there's no law of that sort in Canada and 2) they provide an instruction sheet with the bulk ones if you like. Somewhat annoying, but it means a bit of a condom variety period. Minus side: condom lubes seem to hit me especially bad. Bah.

Also went to Fetwear, I think I mentioned this down there somewhere? Need to reiterate that rubber clothing is cool.

It's wintertime, so I'm making up a gargantuan pot of bean/bacon/miso/cabbage soup. I, um probably overestimated quantity. There will be multiple gallons.

My boyfriend thinks my brother is 'cute'. "What kind of cute?" "Um.... *uncomfortable look*" "Oh. Um. He is pretty cool... cooler than I am, I think." "I'm not going to date him." "Yeah, I hope not."

It's good to know. My brother deserves to be 'cute'.

Hm. Sex info just rolling right along here. I'm having another fertile period -- I'm curious to see whether this settles into a monthly cycle when I get monthly cycles back. My breasts are really big and quite sore, I can think of nothing but sex, and I think I'm giving off pheromones, etc. Last time this happened it lasted for a couple of days, and it's pretty cool all 'round-- long enough to enjoy, not long enough to be annoying, and then it stops for long enough that it's fresh and exciting again when it comes up.

Date with the Juggler tonight, we're going to try finishing my shelves.

Oh, I was walking down a back alley the other night when I found a small dog-carrier cage in the garbage, intact, worth $40 as is. It's gonna make a good transportable home for the girlies -- it's big enough for them to stay in it for a week or so if they come out to get exercise. Very cool.

Also: one week till the Chia roleplay marathon. This will be my first that I'm trying to participate fully in. Wheeeee.

Now, the poem:
He Attempts to Love His Neighbours
Alden Nowlan( Read more... )

Also...

Breklor gives me all my best links. Lookee here.

http://www.bluelemur.com/index.php?p=442

Truth is stranger than fiction.

On a slightly related note, I'm rereading the Narnia books and they're awfully propagandist. Now, I recognise that propaganda has its place, but:

"Are -- are you there too, Sir?" said Edmund.

"I am," said Aslan. "But there I have another name. You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason that you were brought to Narnia, that by knowing me for a little here, you may know me better there."

Also, very interesting to contrast Hero (which I saw on the weekend) with the spate of American ingenuity movies coming out. Like I said, I think it has its place, and that place is under the miscroscope of the person watching it.