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Jul. 23rd, 2017 11:15 am
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It's the last day of my vacation-staycation-weekend.

I went to the State Fair on Tuesday afternoon, and did a quick skim through the various exhibits and the animal barn, had some bad fair food, then saw the Queen cover band, Queen Nation. I've been wanting to see them for a couple of years, but they are usually scheduled for Con*Strict weekend. I did enjoy them, and the crowd singing, but the lead fellow just didn't have a voice as good as Freddie Mercury's. Good to have achieved; don't need to repeat.

I had dinner with one friend on Tuesday at the Old Spaghetti Factory (we both love the mizithra cheese), tea with a group of friends on Thursday afternoon, and dinner at another friend's house on Friday, with the old Whovian gang. It's been good to see people.

I have not done as much as it feels like I could have done, but I've made an effort to be relaxed and not overdo, so I will be happy that I stuck to that promise. I have the sheetrock repair scheduled, which I have been ignoring for several years now, so I'm going to call that a win.

Writing is strange, isn't it? Saturday afternoon, I had that, I'm not going to finish anything significant in the house/chores realm, so I might as well write on this print-out of the second half of The Prequel that I've been carrying around for a couple of months now. I read it over, polished some sentences, added a few here and there, and typed in the changes. It's at 11,848 words, at least halfway through, and I'm very vague about what should happen in the rest of the fic. So I looked at the Qui/Obi I wrote recently, which was 3,600 words, and written in a day and a half. Why can't I do that all the time? Why do some stories take so long?

Did you ever have a time where you kinda drew a line in the sand with a friend, and the friend's reaction was basically, "Okay," and on one hand, you were grateful not to get into a big argument over something that stressed you a lot, but on the other hand, there was a sense of... Huh. I think I wish she'd cared enough to make a token effort to argue. She didn't. I handled that on Friday and still feel unsettled by it.

But one more fun thing today, meeting up with friends to see The Mousetrap. I saw it, several decades ago. I do remember Who Done It, but little else. It'll be good to see it again.
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Title: I Dreamt That I Grew Wings
Pairings: Martin Crieff & Douglas Richardson & Arthur Shappey, Martin Crieff/Douglas Richardson/Arthur Shappey, Martin Crieff /Arthur Shappey, Martin Crieff/Douglas Richardson, Douglas Richardson/Arthur Shappey
Tags: Alternate Universe - Prison, Angst, Beginnings, Blow Jobs, Consent, Crimes & Criminals, Friendship, Hand Jobs, Hurt/Comfort, Literal Sleeping Together, Love, Masturbation, Mutual Masturbation, Non-Graphic Rape/Non-con, Prison, Prison Sex, Protectiveness, Talking, Threesome, Trauma, Sharing A Room, Angst With A Happy Ending
Summary: Arthur accidentally killed a man, Douglas did a spot of smuggling, and Martin only ever wanted to fly. Of course, sharing a prison cell is not all that different from being stuck on an aeroplane together... except that it kind of is.
Notes: WARNINGS: A scene involving off-screen non-con. Setting-related verbal/physical/sexual harassment and background violence throughout.
Disclaimer: I know very little about the UK penitentiary system or prisons in general, so I’m sure that the details of prison life in this story will be highly inaccurate.
Written for Jie_Jie, happy birthday!

not what I expected to do this week

Jul. 21st, 2017 09:30 pm
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So I just finished a surprise re-watch of Mobile Suit Gundam Wing, my first all-in fandom about fifteen years ago. For all it's philosophically incomprehensible, I was still completely engaged, and the end is INTENSE. I mean, I remembered more or less what happens but gosh. Anyway, now I want all my old fav fics. Of course. Dacia's site is still up, though she says she's going to shut it down, and Gundam Wing Addiction, and Mel and Christy's, too! This could be great, or I may find my taste in fic has changed too much. We shall see!

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Jul. 21st, 2017 04:17 pm
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New Cat already has a new name - Lap Cat.

I was even sitting with one foot tucked under me and had to adjust because my foot was falling asleep. Usually when an animal is on my lap and I shift, that animal gets huffy and leaps off. But no, Lap Cat adjusted with me. Whenever I need him to get off, he demonstrates that magical ability where a cat becomes boneless and weighs 10 more pounds. He has the lap now and he is not surrendering it!
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The USS Constitution, the oldest commissioned warship in the world (first launched in 1797), has been restored. There's a pretty interesting article on the restoration in today's Boston Globe, with photographs and diagrams. (So that's where the orlop deck is!)

Link: A look inside the USS Constitution’s restoration. (Note: the Boston Globe has a paywall, but I believe that non-subscribers can read up to five articles for free.)

hey ho, let's go

Jul. 19th, 2017 10:57 am
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I've had that in my head since I saw Spider-Man, which was probably one of the best superhero movies I've seen in a couple of years. Zippy and fun and charming and not GRIMDARK oh god I'm so tired of grimdark at the moment. I guess it has its place, but it's not for me right now.

*

My birthday was a couple of weeks ago. I had a really nice weekend. I went out with some friends and saw The Beguiled which I liked - not the best movie I've seen this year but it was pretty and I sometimes really dig Nicole Kidman's chilly remove, and then I went to brunch with my sisters and had a ginormous Belgian waffle. Got a lot of lovely presents also.

Had chemo on the 10th and spent the rest of the week fucking sick. So fucking done with this mentally and emotionally, but only halfway through, unless the CT scan, which is on the 25th, shows that the chemo hasn't been working. So whatever, blah blah.

I spent the entire week alone and curled up in the dark [except for Nina, who is such a wonderful nanny dog, bless her] so when Sunday came and I actually felt well enough to walk around I immediately ran to some thrift stores and blew every penny of my birthday $$, and then went and spent the gift cards that I got. Part of it was just wanting to get out of the house, and I think part of it was some sort of oppositional perversity, a kind of fuck-you to isolation and illness, and then part of it was a kind of reaction to my eating disorder, always present but especially right now unable to indulge because almost everything I eat tastes like metallic garbage. Except ice cream and like cheese and butter, and I know I can't eat a fuckton of that stuff because of course it's the highest in calories, FML. [Vegetables are especially disgusting. I used to look forward to a giant salad every day; I still eat one because nutrients, but I choke it down, ugh] I couldn't eat, so I shopped. :-/

That said, I didn't break the bank [I can't. Chemo bills are a-comin']. I went to the Goodwill 99 cent store and got a couple of pairs of pants because mine are too big right now [I'm keeping the old ones because god knows what my body is going to do in the next couple of months]. I also got a couple of cool vintage dresses for fall. I went to the antique mall on Central and got two vintage handbags, and a tiny sweet navy hat that I'll be able to wear once my hair grows back again. Then I went to another antique store where I know the folks who run it - they were having a half-off sale on their bin costume jewelry, which is usually super-cheap anyway, like a dollar for a pair of earrings, so I got like seven pairs of earrings and four necklaces. Then I went to Sephora and got the Anastasia Modern Renaissance eye palette. OMG it is so beautiful. The textures are so creamy and the pigments are so intense. For the first time evah I watched a couple of tutorials on Youtube to get some pointers on how to combine some of the colors. Then I went to Savers and got a little painted concrete skull and some candles for fall, and a new king-size bottom sheet for my bed.

I'm reading a book called Glamour that is very resonant to me - it talks a lot about how glamour [of all stripes] tempts and feeds [never fully] unfulfilled longing and my particular brand of materialism. Made me laugh, ruefully, and I showed it to my therapist. We discussed a lot of it. She actually thinks I'm over-pathologizing my shopping because I don't spend enough to make a big dent in my finances, but I still feel guilty about spending any money for pleasure on myself, for having lots of pretty things because I grew up with very little, and we were always made to feel like there was never enough money for frivolities. It's complicated; I'm still working through it.

*

I haven't made any progress on my auction story. :-/ I mean, as excuses go I guess I have a good one, but I just want to keep going with it. I hate losing momentum. AAAAAARGGH. Going to make an effort this weekend, but still, RRRRRGHGHGHGHGH.

*

I hope everyone who went to Con*Strict had a great time. I am so sad to have missed it, but I'll be there with bells on next year. :D

*

Summer classes are almost over. Fall semester starts in four weeks. Tempus fugit. o.0

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Jul. 19th, 2017 07:08 pm
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 *So, Jodie Whittaker's casting as the Doctor made a lot of people upset. One person did make a very rational argument about how they felt about it that wasn't offensive, just honest and someone else I promptly removed from my facebook feed after they literally posted 'Nah, good actress but ruined the show.' (Now I see why my co-workers didn't like them). I must admit, I was hoping for another guy personally and wasn't bothered about having a female Doctor, but hey, it's Jodie and if anyone can do it, she can. Anyway, I think this is a memo that we all need, as proven by some of the negative responses: it's not the gender, it's the capability. You can't accuse someone of ruining a show if they haven't even stepped into the fucking TARDIS yet,

*I actually wrote a Doctor Who fanfic today and two poems! Very pleased with myself. Ever since I came back from Italy, I'm feeling a lot better about my day-to-day existence; I'm not sleeping in until midday, I'm more engaged in what's in front of me, I'm making an effort to eat more fruit and veg and just feeling awesome. So yeah.

Random AO3 Gifts

Jul. 19th, 2017 07:00 pm
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(Adapted from this tumblr post.)

Hello, lovelies! Would anyone be interested in receiving random gift fics from me on AO3?

I have a truckload of projects, mostly The Raven Cycle fics involving Kavinsky in some way, that I want to write eventually, but also some DC-related stuff, and I’m a big fan of the “Gift this work to” function on AO3. I believe that having someone to gift my fics to and potentially making that someone smile because of it might actually increase my productivity a little.

So if you want to help me out here and wouldn’t mind receiving a random gift fic some day, just comment on this post. Or shoot me a PM. Or like the above-linked tumblr post. We don’t need to have spoken or be mutuals or whatever. All you need is an AO3 account. (If you don’t have but want one, I have invite codes. *nudge nudge*)

Once you’ve indicated in whatever way that you're interested, I’ll contact you to narrow down your list of likes to make sure I won’t gift you anything you’ll hate or be uncomfortable with.

Maybe I’ll add more fandoms as I go along, but I’ll keep this to TRC for now. Fandoms you could expect (example pairings are my general inclinations, but they are most likely not the only ones I’ll write):
  • The Raven Cycle (anything Kavinsky, Gansey/Ronan, etc.)

  • DCU (Harley/Joker, Harley/Scarecrow, Harley/Jason, Jay/Dick, all the Harley(-femslash) pairings)
    • Batman: Arkham video games
    • Injustice: Gods Among Us (I don’t own IJ2 yet but expect words from me next year when I do)
    • Suicide Squad (Harley/Rick, Harley/Joker)
    • Wonder Woman (all the Amazon goodness)
  • D.Gray-man (Kanda/Lavi)
  • Gintama (maybe)
  • MaddAddam trilogy (heavy leanings towards Oryx & Crake)
That’s it (for now)!

Redirecting your friends here would be appreciated and will not be counted as signing up for fic. :)

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Jul. 18th, 2017 02:14 pm
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I got home from Nevada yesterday, had an excellent time at Con*Strict. A few of the regulars were missing, but it was good to see everyone else, and meet the one new attendee.

I love the pool in the morning, a chance to get some exercise and splash about before it gets too hot, so the morning swimming group was quite pleasant.

Had some good meals out, though the Japanese Steakhouse on Friday night was disappointing. We've eaten there several times, but they were definitely having a bad night. I think it took at least half an hour for everyone to get their meals, and they gave up by the time they finally reached Emu's, just bringing it out in a takeaway bag. But the Greek place, the Tavern Parkway, the World of Beer, and of course, breakfast at the Sunset Station, all yum. The Belching Beaver Peanut Butter Milk Stout at the Tavern, quite tasty.

Panels were interesting with many thoughtful comments, though also some fascinating differences in how people saw shows and certain characters. Wonder Woman made everyone happy.

Nine of us saw Spiderman on Saturday night, and everyone enjoyed it. I was very pleased that they skipped redoing the origin story, that Peter was so geeky and real, and that the villain was quite unique and more of a normal guy. Four people also saw Baby Driver and gave it two thumbs up.

I brought things, of course, as I always do, writing my thank you notes was the plan. I always think I will accomplish things in the downtime. Nope. I'm always tired and accomplish nothing useful. But I did bring my sneakers, as I always do, except this time, for the first time, I did make it to the tiny gym and treadmill twice. Working on being healthier, yay.

The flight attendant on the return home was a little disconcerting. I asked if the flight was full, and she said, "It is full. F. U. El. El." Then laughed, "Someone pointed out I shouldn't say it that way, someone might take it wrong." And started repeating it to the person coming in behind me. Very strange.

I walked out of the airport when I got home and into 90ish degree heat and was so happy. It feels so cool here compared to Nevada's 100s.

Three of the cats were in the living room waiting for me. New Cat didn't show until the evening. They're all happy I'm home.

I usually return to work on Tuesday but this time I took the rest of this week off. I think picturing that co-worker stressing because her family was going to the resort when it was supposed to rain (it didn't - they had a great time in the sun) and thinking about lounging and drinking hot chocolate infected me, and I felt like a break. I have a few things I'd like to accomplish, but I also intend to do some relaxing. Staycation, yay!

7/16/2017 Richmond Shoreline

Jul. 16th, 2017 02:43 pm
mrkinch: Erik holding fieldglasses in "Russia" (binocs)
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Two hours at the shoreline in mid-July? Still pretty damned boring. Shorebird migration is supposed to be happening by now, but you wouldn't know it where I was. Could have have been the hour (noon is late for land birds) or the tide (bracketing low tide is bad planning, but see below), but while I saw a hundred or so willets moving about there were only small numbers of the other large shorebirds, a few dowitchers, and no smaller peeps. When the most surprising bird is a black-crowned night heron it is not an exciting day. Still, the large waders were out in force; aside from the night-heron there were a number of snowy egrets, two or maybe three great blue herons, and a great egret. Other fun sightings were as many as three black oystercatchers inside Richmond Harbor and six brown pelicans surface feeding just off shore. Pretty damned boring: )

Also saw a spectacular anise swallowtail.

Despite the lack of thrilling birds I can't regret getting out, only that it took me til noon Sunday to manage it, and so I went out at a crappy time because it was then or never. I know that if I don't get out by sunrise I'm probably not going anywhere that day because I've missed the crowd-free window. But it's looking like if I don't get out Friday I'm doomed to inactivity all weekend. Absolutely have to get myself out Friday morning.

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Jul. 15th, 2017 12:15 pm
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I'm at Con*Strict. I went to the pool this morning at 7:00. Katbear was already swimming. Three people were by the pool, fully dressed. A white guy and gal were standing by a small table and a black guy was sitting in one of the chairs, his head buried in his hands, in a distressed fashion. The other two seemed to be encouraging him and got him to stand up and they all left.

I got slowly into the pool and commented to Katbear that it was very strange to see fully dressed people at the pool in the morning, she said that a few minutes before, a fellow had run by the fence that outlines the pool area, yelling, "Don't touch me!" So all kinds of weird happenings at way too early in the morning to be anything but barely functional to my mind.

IDK why, I want to bunny all that in some way, though nothing about it seemed cheerful or sexy. Maybe just the concept of things happening through the night?

Sometimes I get bunnies developed at cons, being around people talking about fanfic is inspirational. But other times I need too much of my brain just to get through the day. Staying social takes attention for me. So we shall see. But I want to keep this memory to think more about it.

Posting challenge 7/17: Book meme

Jul. 13th, 2017 08:06 pm
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Who can resist a book meme? Thanks to [personal profile] therealsnape for leading the way.

Note: I do a lot of reading for work--in fact, almost exclusively reading for work these days, apart from the occasional fic. Which means that I don't read a lot of fiction. But I do read a real variety of non-fiction--academic, general audience, recent, not-so-recent, in my field, in other fields. So I'm going to go ahead and reply here, with a caveat that I really wish I read more fiction. One day!

I'd love to see what you have to say! I'll create a text box below if you want to do the meme yourself.

Bold the statements that apply to you.

1. You currently own more than 20 books.
Of course.

2. You currently own more than 50 books.
These first questions are just to stroke our bookish egos.

3. You currently own more than 100 books.
12 Billies, if you know the Ikea bookcase size. I've actually received four in the mail while typing this meme. I kid you not. This is what happens when you study the recent past. Everything is $.01 plus $3.99 shipping.

4. You amassed so many books you switched to an e-reader.
Mmmm, no. I don't read online very well yet. (And honestly between reading the news and reading articles in PDF form, I don't feel I need any more screen time than I already have.)

5. You read so much you have a ton of books AND an e-reader.

6. You have a book-organization system no one else understands.
It's actually pretty logical--mostly by subject, with a bit of size distribution to keep the bookcase stable. But I'm not sure a stranger could find something quickly.

7. You’re currently reading more than one book.
Always!

8. You read every single day.
I read the back of the cereal box over breakfast. I'm not sure how I'd get through a day without reading.

9. You’re reading a book right now, as you’re taking this book nerd quiz.
Of course! Two, since one is a bit dry.

10. Your essentials for leaving the house: wallet, phone, keys, and a book.
Always be prepared. (Metro riders in DC have to say this fairly often these days.)

11. You’ve pulled an all-nighter reading a book.
Actually, no. Reading fic, yes. Fic makes me obsessive. But not books.

12. You did not regret it for a second and would do it again.

13. You’ve figured out how to incorporate books into your workout.
Hm. If you have suggestions on this, let me know!

14. You’ve declined invitations to social activities in order to stay home and read.
I try never to decline the few social invitations that arrive, lest I turn into a hermit.

15. You view vacation time as “catch up on reading” time.
In the general sense that all good days are reading days.

16. You’ve sat in a bathtub full of tepid water with prune-y skin because you were engrossed in a book.

17. You’ve missed your stop on the bus or the train because you were engrossed in a book.

18. You’ve almost tripped over a pothole, sat on a bench with wet paint, walked into a telephone pole, or narrowly avoided other calamities because you were engrossed in a book.
No, and I've also never been mugged while reading a book. Gah! Do folks really walk around reading? Isn't that dangerous for a whole host of reasons?

19. You’ve laughed out loud in public while reading a book.

20. You’ve cried in public while reading a book (it’s okay, we won’t tell).
Just once, when Dumbledore died. Full on sobbing in an airport, I'm afraid to say.

21. You’re the one everyone goes to for book recommendations.
Well, my students. Usually a few days before papers are due. But every once in a while a student will e-mail and say "I've read everything you suggested in class last semester--do you have any other suggestions?" and I'm giddy with joy.

22. You take your role in recommending books very seriously and worry about what books your friends would enjoy.

23. Once you recommend a book to a friend, you keep bugging them about it.

24. If your friend doesn’t like the book you recommended, you’re heartbroken.

25. And you judge them. A little bit.

26. In fact, whenever you and a friend disagree about a book you secretly wonder what is wrong with them.

27. You’ve vowed to convert a non-reader into a reader.

28. And you’ve succeeded.

29. You’ve attended book readings, launches, and signings.

30. You own several signed books.
I'm collecting signed books by my colleagues, as we start to publish them.

31. You would recognize your favorite authors on the street.

32. In fact, you have.

33. If you could have dinner with anybody in the world, you’d choose your favorite writer.
If dead writers count, then yes!

34. You own a first-edition book.
Well, technically. But it's obscure and relatively recent stuff, nothing genuinely valuable.

35. You know what that is and why it matters to bibliophiles.

36. You tweet, post, blog, or talk about books every day.

37. You have a “favorite” literary prize.

38. And you read the winners of that prize every year.

39. You’ve recorded every book you’ve ever read and what you thought of it.
Wow. Not at all. I'm going to be curious to see who says yes to this one.

40. You have a designated reading nook in your home.

41. You have a literary-themed T-shirt, bag, tattoo, or item of home décor.
My favorite academic remainders bookstore used to sell these great canvas book bags. I've got two.

42. You gave your pet a literary name.

43. You make literary references and puns nobody else understands.

44. You’re a stickler for spelling and grammar, even when you’re just texting.
Mmmm. Is this really a related question? Yes, but only because I'm old and learned to skim using caps and punctuation. kids these days r hard 2 understand

45. You’ve given books as gifts for every occasion: birthdays, Valentine’s Day, graduations, Tuesdays...
Embarrassingly, I once gave a cultural history of Christmas to someone as a Christmas present. (In my defense, it looked great!) After that, the better half took charge of all of our gift-giving.

46. Whenever someone asks what your favorite book is, your brain goes into overdrive and you can’t choose just one. You end up naming twelve books.
Doesn't anyone else not have favorites this way? I could name a handful that really touched me or influenced me in some way, but I don't have a favorite.

47. You love the smell of books.
Ergh, not really. I buy a lot of things from the 1960s and 19070s and am always a little worried that smell is a toxic mold of some sort.

48. You’ve binge-read an entire series or an author’s whole oeuvre in just a few days.

49. You’ve actually felt your heart rate go up while reading an incredible book.
Hm. Held my breath, definitely!

50. When you turn the last page of a good book, you feel as if you’ve finally come up for air and returned from a great adventure.

And here's my TRS's very own addition:

51. You found out about a new book you want to read while doing this meme.
I did! Twitterature: The World's Greatest Books Retold Through Twitter via TRS. This looks light and fun. And to contribute one of my own, since I didn't discuss specifics above: Empire of Cotton: A Global History

Sherlock fic: "Ampersand" 120/127

Jul. 13th, 2017 07:05 pm
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Title: Ampersand
Pairings: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Mycroft Holmes & Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes/John Watson, Mycroft Holmes & Sherlock Holmes & John Watson
Tags: Alpha Sherlock, Angst, Asexual Relationship, Asexual Sherlock, Babies, Beta John, Blow Jobs, Bonding, Developing Relationship, Domestic, Family Feels, Friendship, Hand Jobs, Hurt/Comfort, Kissing, Life Partners, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Masturbation, Mpreg, No Incest, Omega Mycroft, Omega Verse, Parenthood, Pining, Platonic Bonding, Polyamory, Pre-Poly, Pregnancy, Requited Love, Sex, Sexual Frustration, Slow Burn, Unconventional Families
Summary: John isn’t all that interested when he finds out that Mycroft is pregnant. Mary just left, things with Sherlock are difficult, and nothing is the same, most of all not John himself. But then there is a bond needed, a baby born, and it was never meant to happen like this, but somehow... Family, love, sex, and making it work - the complicated way. Post season three Omega Verse AU!


7/12/2017 Volmer Peak & Seaview Trail

Jul. 12th, 2017 12:27 pm
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I went out with DW for a few hours this morning. A beautiful day, getting hot in the later morning but most of Seaview Trail is covered by a breeze from off-shore that makes it comfortable. July and August are quiet as far as unusual migrants and the only birds still singing are year-round residents such as wrens, towhees, and juncos. At least we made the twelve-bird minimum: )

Most of our sightings were families, nestlings heard and fledglings seen everywhere, especially juncos and nuthatches. Also a surprising number of juvenile spotted towhees, which always confuse me.

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Jul. 12th, 2017 01:42 pm
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There is just nothing good to say about America. This country is cartwheeling into a hell that I'm not really sure we can climb out of once we're in there. I am fine most days, until I start reading about judges who want states to be allowed to criminalize homosexual sexual activity and my governor's crusade to keep me out of public bathrooms and the maneuvering in the courts here in Texas to deny the same marriage benefits to same sex couples and I start wondering how it will end.

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