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When the bloody hell will I ever learn? I spent over an hour writing an entry on the LJ webpage client, and when I hit ‘send’ it just disappeared. I’d been trying to copy the text in case that happens (‘cause it’s happened before) but I forgot this time. *shriek*

Moving on. Yesterday was fairly busy; I tackled the pile of bills that have been sitting here since the house work started. I’m overdrawn, but if a couple of them manage to wait until payday to go through, I should be fine. If not I’ll transfer some money over from savings. And if I forget, I have overdraft protection. I love my credit union!

I went for my post-op exam to get the results from the hysteroscopy/d&c. This doc always has to stick his hand up my nether regions, my god. But aside from that news was good- he said he was ‘ecstatic’ about the results- nothing remotely cancerous, pre-cancerous, or pre-pre-cancerous. Just a lot of scar tissue from the ablation, and some cervical stenosis, which possibly explains all the pain. The d&c may take care of that, but since he doesn’t know what caused it in the first place we’ll have to see. He says ablations are pretty new and rare, so he’s not sure if perhaps this is maybe one of the long-term effects. Meh, I’m just glad it wasn’t the Big C.

Friend Kirby also had surgery; I decided to pick up a present for her and visit. Since I was already at the hospital I went to the gift shop there. My disinclination to give money to a Catholic organization was overcome by my laziness… I didn’t want to do any more driving around in this August-in-Texas weather than I absolutely had to. So I picked up a new horse Beanie Baby for her. Stop making that face! She likes Beanie Babies, and she likes horses. I also saw a very cute plush snow leopard (I used to woulda said ‘stuffed’, but reading a lot of ‘Savage Love’ has educated me. Ewwww) that yanked hard at my inner child.

I hated dolls as a child, and my parents were very accommodating of my tastes, so I ended up with many books, legos, and things like microscopes. So I guess they didn’t understand why I yearned for stuffed animals, which were fairly expensive back in the day and didn’t do anything but just sit there. It also probably seemed incongruous that I hated toy people, but lusted for toy animals (my mild misanthropy has deep roots; more on this later). So I always wanted stuffed animals and never had any. So after wading through all of this in the store after nearly bursting into tears, I gave my inner child the snow leopard. Another childhood wound, begun to heal! Go, me!

Anyway, so I went to see Kirby. She was sleepy and didn’t feel too well, but I think (hope!) she was happy to see me. We chatted for awhile and just sat quietly for awhile. Her thyroid was doing alarming things, so it had to go- but although the results are not in for sure yet, the doctor thinks things will be OK. I’m glad of it, though she has a really large scar on her throat now. It’s fine by me, but she’s fixing to start teaching a class of 4th graders, and I hope they don’t give her a hard time. 4th grade seems to be prime teasing time from what I remember.

After that we went with FIL for dinner at Antonio’s. They have excellent frozen margaritas. One of my favorites is another nostalgic trip. It’s layered in red, margarita-colored and blue and is called a Bottle Rocket, after the popsicle. Tasty!

When we got home, hub was feeling very hurty in the neck from the stress of starting his job again, in addition to 1001 other things. So he got into the tank. As he was floating, Bob, Bean, and Colin came over. Bean decided to play Barbie head with me and braided up my hair, and put stuff on my eyes and lips. Now I don’t wear make-up normally, and she used a particularly bright, glossy reddish-pink on my lips. When hub came out he looked absolutely shocked; it was pretty amusing. He seemed glad when I took it off. I was too, neither of us is particularly fond of the way the stuff feels on my lips. Another amusing incident was when I made some smart-ass comment to Bob, and he picked up a small piece of candy off the table and announced that he was going to throw it at my head. I watched him pick it up, thinking that he would either not really throw it, or that he’d miss deliberately. So I didn’t even put my hands up (like he expected me to do) as he threw it right into my eye. It didn’t hit hard enough to hurt, but he was very alarmed and ran over and started apologizing. We were all laughing so hard I almost peed in my pants. :D

They decided to make a snack run to Sonic, but sadly, since school started Sonic started closing early *shakes fist* So they came back with brownies, 2 kinds of chocolate ice cream, chocolate whipped cream and dark chocolate syrup from the grocery store. Oh, man, it was so orgasmically good… not especially good for the hips, but what the heck. As the girls on NPR said, good times.

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Misanthropic? Me? I am overall quite optimistic, I think, but I also believe that all of our environmental problems trace back to the fact that there are too many of us. I think people should have fewer or no babies for awhile until we get this all figured out. So while I mostly like people on an individual basis, I think the planet is suffering from too much of a good thing. But I’m not advocating mass suicide, or exposing infants, or the Modest Proposal. Just a voluntary drop in fertility for awhile. That’s the biggest misconception of one of my favorite organizations that I’m reluctant to promote, the Voluntary Human Extinction Movement (VHEMT)- which is all about having fewer babies (thus the first word- Voluntary!) and nothing else. And I don’t even think we should all go (which makes me a Supporter rather than a Volunteer, according to how they define things), just put the brakes on things for now. For the more radical stuff, you’d have to surf over to the Church of Euthanasia, a group who’s titanic cajones I admire, but don’t really support. The owner/moderator of VHEMT is not at all what people expect; from being on their mailing list for years I found him to be a really funny guy with an almost saintly sort of quiet wisdom. And his arguments are pretty persuasive. I like him a lot better than the guys at Negative Population Growth, who seem to be focusing on immigration laws. I understand the idea behind that but I think they’re missing the point. Oh, well- now I’m out. Boo!