Evangelist of Bisexuality

Afternoon, dreamwidth! Time for my daily reflection on life :) It's around 2:30 in the afternoon and it will probably be 3:00 by the time this is posted. It's cloudy and grey outside, but not raining. I'm not sure if it will, or if the weather will just be bleh. Magically, the coffee shop isn't freezing today so I'm pretty pleased with that. I got coffee, I got my computer, I got my planner/notebook and I'm ready to rumble.

I already got an hour and a half of work done this morning which was nice. Then I went home and put dinner in the crock pot, took care of the dogs, and dropped my brother off at work. I need to get cat litter tonight, but I don't think I will until after I pick him up from work. I will probably miss out on having dinner with my family, but that's alright. 

It's chicken and vegetables in Korma sauce we bought at the store. I don't really know what that will taste like, but I'm excited to try it. Pretty much everything put in the slow cooker tastes awesome, so I think it will be great. 

Work is going well. I nabbed another contact this morning for my conference, and I sent out some drafts to some more people. I also got into doing more redrafting of my American Indian and gay/men who have sex with men reviews. I can't redraft the foreign-born review until I have a meeting with one of my colleagues and I get some notes back from my preceptor. 

Redrafting this American Indian review has been really interesting and has made me think about language a lot. It's sort of going through stages so I had my preceptor look at it first and she was like "add more information" and then I had one of my colleagues look at it who is a liason for the tribes and she was like "change this language specifically" and then I had a conversation with a fellow student who is American Indian himself and works with HCV and that added an extra layer of context and food for thought. It's kind of on draft. . .2.5 rather on draft 2 because of how many eyes have already been on it.

But I think my conversation with the fellow student was the most interesting because we had a discussion on American Indians in how we need to change our perception of them as a racial/ethnic group to recognition of their tribes as distinct legal entities. So when we're discussing AI health and AI land rights and treaties, it's different than other 'racial/ethnic' groups because it's more like we are working with another country, such as France, and often not honoring our agreements that we have with these countries. Essentially viewing AIs as dual citizens rather than minorities. So I'm doing some restructuring to reflect this perspective.

I finally finished my Frank/Barbara fic yesterday. I can't believe I spent 22 days on that thing. I felt a certain bereavement when it was completed. It was a surprisingly emotional thing to write by the end, just saying goodbye to this 35+ year relationship. I got a little attached to goddamn Frank and Barbara Reynolds. Emotions? In my weird rarepair fic? It's more likely than you'd think.

Anyway, I definitely want to write more fic but I might need to take a few days off because jeez. . .just gotta let that drained feeling fade. Then again, who knows, I might write porn or some shit tonight lol. Really naughty MacDennis prostitute porn or something.

God, I s2g my life is like 'prostitute porn and social justice writing. . .the duality of man.'

 Woke up this morning to a message by a microbiologist friend asking if you could get a strep infection on your penis by getting a blow job from someone with strep throat. Apparently the answer is 'it's rare, but yes.' Why you would want to give head while you have strep throat I don't know. I mean, you would maybe think that someone in some sort of desperate situation would be the only person who would do such a thing, but you would be dead wrong. All the question sites had people whose girlfriends just really wanted to give head while they had strep throat. Sex was a mistake.


Retooled a fic that was a lazy drabble collection into a passion project because that's what it wanted to be despite me trying to put it on a leash. I'm pretty excited about it. I like to write scenery porn stories in the summertime and this fic is about New Jersey which is a place I have a lot of summer memories of so it should be really interesting. You can find it here.

Anyway I'm going to post up my weekly schedule as a sticky for some motivation. + I'm procrastinating on writing this paper #dragme.