How many times must I tell you rap guys? I have no friends!

So MelRo went out last night and got pretty snockered. But I guess that's for her LJ entry. My part in the story is only this: I'm officially used to sleeping with someone now, because when she came home an hour or so after I fell asleep, I did not rouse at all. Not even while she was in the bathroom paying thanksgiving to the porcelein god. I just woke up this morning with her magically appearing next to me, smelling slightly of vodka.

The apartment didn't quite get as clean as I would like for the incoming "in-laws" or whatever, but it's not too bad and I'm not going to kill myself over it. Besides, it's too late anyway -- MelRo is at the airport picking them up right now. At least I removed the Playboy from the coffee table.

I also learned yesterday that Lambda officially joined the 20th century (the Executive Director's words).

Courtesy of the website:
Lambda Legal Defense and Education Fund is a national organization committed to achieving full recognition of the civil rights of lesbians, gay men, bisexuals, the transgendered, and people with HIV or AIDS through impact litigation, education, and public policy work.

No official press release or fanfare since Lambda's been doing work on behalf of bisexuals and transgender folks for years, and they just had to convince the Board to bring the mission statement up to speed.

Last night's dinner was fabulous and all of my fears were unfounded and blown out-of-proportion. I also realized that my awkwardness in previous interactions came partly from my own insecurities and discomfort in my own skin -- so I was constantly trying to "sell" myself to old friends. But now that I'm feeling more at-home with myself, I can relax and be myself and not feel weird about reminiscing or playing catch-up. I'm also going to make a better effort to keep in contact with Meera because nothing significant really has changed, as far as our ability to interact. Only the opportunities have decreased. So while I will try to maintain low expectations when it comes to obligation (on my end as well, since I'm on a new guilt-reduction diet), I will also not be afraid to call her up more and say "howdy". And hopefully have her and her fiance (oh my) over for dinner after the month of February has died down.

On a similar note, I'm going to e-mail some of my other college friends, especially the one who lives in Seattle so I can see her when I'm there in two weeks. Speaking of, I should probably go get my ticket today. I love having this voucher, because I don't have to worry about fares going up. Yo, the_passives, I will need someone to entertain me during the day on Friday the 22nd while all my friends are at work. Care to apply for the position?

I'm currently highly caffeinated. And I'm having lunch with a friend of genderfucker's, and you should all be jealous because she's hot and fabulous. We haven't chatted in awhile, so reconnecting will be nice.

Apparantly it's Out-of-Contact Friend Appreciation Day in Raymondland.

Five seconds is a LONG time in neverneverland.

Had a smashing luncheon with Ms. Paradise Lost (not her real name, obviously). Topics included: bad pot experiences, Jehovah's Witnesses, long-term relationships, buddhism, dating people you wouldn't be friends with and exit ramps. Hopefully she will become a regular lunch buddy, and just like hours with Sparky, I can brighten my work afternoon once a week or so.

The line at the United ticket office was too long. I also very concerned because I thought the voucher was for 7-day advance purchase, but the voucher itself says 21-day. Uh-oh. I'm psyching myself up for negotiations with the ticker officer, who are usually quite accomodating. But I hope I won't have to reschedule my trip and change my time-off and such. Oh bother, as Pooh would say.

I now have an assignment. To find all Florida press articles from 1977 regarding the law passed forbidding homosexuals to adopt. The search is on. Quick, Pierre, draw your sword!