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cruelnails in preferring a down-to-business white-haired sensible MD in my doctor's examination experiences, in this case I'm having to side with my wallet and go with the guy who's in my insurance plan. And it turns out this new guy has more experience with treating transsexuals anyway. So I'll look past his ponytail and calling me buddy and his limpy handshake. His use of personal space was amazing too -- at one point I thought he was going to kiss me, and yet I didn't feel uncomroftable at all. He has sort of a hypnotic way of speaking.
Transsexual. I've been saying that word a lot lately. For some reason I like it. It's long and fills me mouth and sounds so official. It makes me sound exciting and sexy, rather than the boring guy with the shaved head and boyband beard.
This weekend went too fast, this day went too fast, and now I'm looking at the clock and thinking about how it's the beginning of the 21st day of January in a new year and I'm not old but not quite as young as I used to be. How exactly did I get here?
I'm anxious for Mercury to stop being retrograde. Sure, it might just be a placebo effect, but sometimes you need that placebo.
And sometimes it's not so much about being understood or misunderstood, it's just about people not assuming they know. And sometimes words mean exactly what they state and sometimes silence means exactly what it is, but then again sometimes the silence between the words is the most expressive of them all. I'm still trying to figure out how to use them all the best.
My new realization is about how "The Hours" contained so many interesting buddhist tenets and ideas. I want to write aimlessly about them.
But mostly I just need to sleep.
cruelnails in preferring a down-to-business white-haired sensible MD in my doctor's examination experiences, in this case I'm having to side with my wallet and go with the guy who's in my insurance plan. And it turns out this new guy has more experience with treating transsexuals anyway. So I'll look past his ponytail and calling me buddy and his limpy handshake. His use of personal space was amazing too -- at one point I thought he was going to kiss me, and yet I didn't feel uncomroftable at all. He has sort of a hypnotic way of speaking.Transsexual. I've been saying that word a lot lately. For some reason I like it. It's long and fills me mouth and sounds so official. It makes me sound exciting and sexy, rather than the boring guy with the shaved head and boyband beard.
This weekend went too fast, this day went too fast, and now I'm looking at the clock and thinking about how it's the beginning of the 21st day of January in a new year and I'm not old but not quite as young as I used to be. How exactly did I get here?
I'm anxious for Mercury to stop being retrograde. Sure, it might just be a placebo effect, but sometimes you need that placebo.
And sometimes it's not so much about being understood or misunderstood, it's just about people not assuming they know. And sometimes words mean exactly what they state and sometimes silence means exactly what it is, but then again sometimes the silence between the words is the most expressive of them all. I'm still trying to figure out how to use them all the best.
My new realization is about how "The Hours" contained so many interesting buddhist tenets and ideas. I want to write aimlessly about them.
But mostly I just need to sleep.
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Date: 2003-01-21 01:20 am (UTC)yes. yes yes yes.
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Date: 2003-01-21 03:50 pm (UTC)dude, with your chris!shaved head and lance!beard, you are not only boyband sexy, you are my favorite couple squared. or something. you do the math, it's hot.
this weekend got away from me. call me after one of the social engagements this week? i'm up later than you.
xoxox.