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Toenails.
Ever had a day when you lean down with a pair of nail clippers and realize that your toenails don't need clipping, even though you swore they were getting too long last night, and that the only logical conclusion is that someone must have cut them while you slept?
I am having such a day.

I sound like... Rosencratz. That's odd, usually I sound like Guildenstern.

( Toenails, a year, dreams, callings, archetypes and identity )

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SNOW!!!!!!!

I went to the Trans Alliance Society's AGM. It's nice, or at least it's interesting, to go somewhere where some of the people assume you're FTM, while a few others who know this is not the case diplomatically negotiate around not being sure if the name you gave them last week still holds, but everyone likes the fact that you volunteered to take notes.

Then Bevan and I walked around in the snow.

Yeah! Winter!