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Jun. 9th, 2006 03:30 pmThe cicadas have started singing; early this year, but faithfully reported nontheless.
A lover of mine has been in town these past few weeks waiting for his g-wagon to get fixed. He's antsy as hell to get home, as he didn't expect to be here this long and he's run out of things, but that doesn't mean I haven't enjoyed.
I have a lot of African Muslim clients, and an interesting observation is that while the husband/brother (read: religiously required chaperone) often wants to control the conversation and make the decisions, it's the women that have a better grasp of English and U.S. law, thus they end up doing the real brainwork. I've shared more than one "what an asshole" glances with them over their men's shoulders.
It's 95F in my office. Bossman has been saying for a week he's getting a new A/C unit put in here, but every time I hear him talking to the guy they're haggling over BTU's. Just shutup and give me some cool air, already!
Pride is tomorrow. Yep. It's in my neighborhood this year, so I suppose I could go, and it'd be no hassle.. it would also be a good excuse to wear a miniskirt in public in Memphis. Can I tolerate the blind assimilationism (read: we're all equal! really!), corporate sponsorship (read: money is validating), and so on with the cynicism? [zombie] We are gaaaaaayyyy... It's a paraaaaade... we are gaaaaaayyyy... [/zombie]
My parents, being the reformed rednecks they are, have determined that my car is no longer appropriate decoration for their driveway. I suppose I should get my license reinstated, as having an unusable car in our driveway will not please my housemates. I hate money.
I'm going to Transformus. It should be fun. It's a gift economy, and I have absolutely no idea what goods I will take and deliver.
A lover of mine has been in town these past few weeks waiting for his g-wagon to get fixed. He's antsy as hell to get home, as he didn't expect to be here this long and he's run out of things, but that doesn't mean I haven't enjoyed.
I have a lot of African Muslim clients, and an interesting observation is that while the husband/brother (read: religiously required chaperone) often wants to control the conversation and make the decisions, it's the women that have a better grasp of English and U.S. law, thus they end up doing the real brainwork. I've shared more than one "what an asshole" glances with them over their men's shoulders.
It's 95F in my office. Bossman has been saying for a week he's getting a new A/C unit put in here, but every time I hear him talking to the guy they're haggling over BTU's. Just shutup and give me some cool air, already!
Pride is tomorrow. Yep. It's in my neighborhood this year, so I suppose I could go, and it'd be no hassle.. it would also be a good excuse to wear a miniskirt in public in Memphis. Can I tolerate the blind assimilationism (read: we're all equal! really!), corporate sponsorship (read: money is validating), and so on with the cynicism? [zombie] We are gaaaaaayyyy... It's a paraaaaade... we are gaaaaaayyyy... [/zombie]
My parents, being the reformed rednecks they are, have determined that my car is no longer appropriate decoration for their driveway. I suppose I should get my license reinstated, as having an unusable car in our driveway will not please my housemates. I hate money.
I'm going to Transformus. It should be fun. It's a gift economy, and I have absolutely no idea what goods I will take and deliver.