A
"Grrrrrunt."


This is the sound of me doing one of two things:

1. Trying to open a jar. People used to pass jars to me because I could open them. Now I'm getting aquainted with the virtues of hot water, banging them on tables and so on.


B

However, this is a fine trade-off as I find that I've been... doing more... flirting? ::surprise follows::

C
I also got word from my doctor with good-ish news about MSP and Genital Surgery. Apparantly:

 

My mum was in town, and we took the opportunity to go over all sorts of things: her new house; my studies; family; hobbies; gender. On the latter item, I gave her the okay to tell anyone as she sees fit. Did I mention that my Mum lives in Kelowna? Kelowna: between the ridings of the Honorable Stockwell Day and Darrell Stinson, and per-capita church capital of Canada? It has to happen sooner or later.

Things are getting pretty cool now, and although I remain confused as to how y'all who rely on reading social subtlely get through the day without going paranoid (referring especially to many of you female people), after some consideration, I have decided that I'm pretty sure that the following is not just wishful thinking. There is, of course, no way to know for sure.

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