OMG where do I start. I feel like my brain is exploding with stuff I need to say, but I just don't have the time and/or energy to put those thoughts into any semblance of order, and it's frustrating beyond belief. Also, stupid mundane problems keep getting in the way. *sigh*
1) The weather has been positively insane for the past two weeks or so. ( Read more... )
2) The boss is planning to hire a new part-time work-at-home person, who will be trained and supervised mostly by yours truly. ( Read more... )
3) I received notice of a parking violation from May 20th. Not my violation, obviously, since I sold the car on April 25th. However, I don't have any proof that I did so, and it would appear that technically, according to the City of Chicago, I am still the registered owner of the vehicle (since I am the one who got the notice). ( Read more... )
4) I watched another great film last weekend - The Man of My Life (French, directed by Zabou Breitman). ( Read more... )
5) My "quest for (sexual) identity" goes on. Apparently, as I just discovered a few hours ago, in addition to asexuality there is also a thing called "demisexuality", defined as being attracted ONLY to people with whom you share a deep emotional connection. As in, falling in love with someone FIRST, and ONLY THEN wanting to sleep with them. Not to be confused with refraining from casual sex for any sort of religious/cultural reasons. The term "demisexuality" refers to people who have NO DESIRE for sex unless - and until - they love someone. And that, dear friends and casual readers, is me RIGHT THERE. ( Read more... )
1) The weather has been positively insane for the past two weeks or so. ( Read more... )
2) The boss is planning to hire a new part-time work-at-home person, who will be trained and supervised mostly by yours truly. ( Read more... )
3) I received notice of a parking violation from May 20th. Not my violation, obviously, since I sold the car on April 25th. However, I don't have any proof that I did so, and it would appear that technically, according to the City of Chicago, I am still the registered owner of the vehicle (since I am the one who got the notice). ( Read more... )
4) I watched another great film last weekend - The Man of My Life (French, directed by Zabou Breitman). ( Read more... )
5) My "quest for (sexual) identity" goes on. Apparently, as I just discovered a few hours ago, in addition to asexuality there is also a thing called "demisexuality", defined as being attracted ONLY to people with whom you share a deep emotional connection. As in, falling in love with someone FIRST, and ONLY THEN wanting to sleep with them. Not to be confused with refraining from casual sex for any sort of religious/cultural reasons. The term "demisexuality" refers to people who have NO DESIRE for sex unless - and until - they love someone. And that, dear friends and casual readers, is me RIGHT THERE. ( Read more... )