July 17th, 2008

hipster me

[Wednesday] "there's no such thing as the real world"

Why did I dream about being in a cult?  Dreaming about Ben delineating catering options for the Unit makes sense, but srsly?  (I also had two running dreams, which hasn't happened in some time.)

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I hit the cardio room just before 8:00am, so I got to watch Sports Center (ESPN) from the beginning.  They opened with the All-Star Game but, actually didn't say who won until the end of the ten minute rehash of the game, which pleased me.  Collapse )

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They have t-shirts that say "Beloved," which I was tempted by, but I saw the one that Gary got [which was long-sleeved, what up?] and it just says it in small print on the front (with a descending dove beneath it, white on navy, so it is lovely) and the back has this giant logo for the church [edit: currently the profile pic on the church's facebook page].  So yeah, opting out of that.

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Laura Ruth invited me to join her small group, which was meeting Wednesdays at 7pm (right after Rest and Bread service).  I said sure, of course.  She said we would be doing the third question today (I immediately thought of Passover, but just sort of looked at her blankly).  She said that each week all of the small groups discusses the same question, which I knew from last week, but I didn't actually know what the questions were.  So she took me up to her office and gave me the handout.

I knew the groups were about 12 people each (and that only about half that number actually attended group) but hadn't realized that they had "put every last person at First Church into small groups," as the handout says.  Which makes for 10 groups, apparently.

Laura Ruth had to take care of some stuff, so James and I went ahead to JP Licks without her.  I got a medium peanut butter with hot fudge.  Tasty.  I also paid for hers (and totally used it to get points on my loyalty card).  After was had all finished eating ours, she still hadn't arrived, so we left JP Licks and walked back up to the church.  I held her ice cream and ended up eating some of it 'cause it was dripping all over me, but I pointed out that there was a "diminishing marginal utility" (and I didn't even use scare-quotes when I said it) since I was already full.

Also present were Carolyn, Kim, Daniel-Rosie, and, joining us later: Carolyn's sister Marjorie (all of whom were new to me).

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Sunday, July 27 they're having a Blessing of the Animals (yes they're not following the liturgical calendar) in combination with Vegetarian Sunday (followed by a vegetarian potluck).  I was first tempted at the news that last year someone brought a hedgehog to the Blessing of the Animals, but I think it is Vegetarian Sunday that will really entice me to go.

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Group wrapped up around 9pm, so I was still able to go see Gender Redesigner at the Brattle.  (So you see why I didn't get this post finished last night.  I got home around quarter of midnight and practically fell into bed.)

Heading into Davis T Station I passed Tamerleigh coming out.  She couldn't remember my name, but we hugged, both as hello and goodbye.  Win.

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CineMental does a film at the Brattle the third Wednesday of every month, and the next one is Trans Entities, Wed. Aug. 20 at 9:30pm.  The night before I come back from Europe.  I am missing docu-porn!  :(
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[Thursday] Huh, tomorrow's Friday.

This morning's metro included a piece on the new Black Canary Barbie.

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Tonight I changed the bandaid on my finger (see Tuesday's entry), in large part because it would twinge sometimes (though it's mostly stopped bleeding when I move it wrong) and I was getting anxious that it was healing wrong.  I was worried that it had scabbed into the gauze and when I went to change it there would be pain and bleeding.  I was worried that I had somehow pushed the wound together wrong in my hasty bandaging and it would heal all wrong.  I was worried that it was infected and I would be busting out the rubbing alcohol and debating going to the hospital.  What I was not prepared for was a patch of white around the wound (which felt kind of like when I get novacaine in my mouth, prompting me to think, "Did I really kill off such a huge swath of healthy nerves and tissue?"), the wound not being scabbed at all just being red like there's raw tissue exposed, a little canyon, and the tissue having sort of wrinkled edges like it's beginning to heal (which makes me think scarring is inevitable).  The wound is actually not quite as long as I had initially thought it might be, so that's one good thing.

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Account Structure Update
Back by popular demand, Basic Accounts will be available to all users again by the end of the (northern hemisphere) summer. More information on the decision-making process and proposals relating to Basic Accounts are in lj_2008.
Hallelujuah!  (Though apparently they will not quite be ye-olde ad-free accounts?)