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Slept really badly. Nightmares. Had trouble falling asleep, and even more so, staying asleep. Was mostly in that inbetween state where you're sometimes not sure if you're awake or asleep.

One of the odder dreams....

Was very sleepy and it was late, but for some reason I was in bed, reading some SM related how too book and IM-ing with scherzoid, on some network that looks like AIM, but has individuals and chat rooms that are all linked together, and uses commands like my irc client. I'm sort of alternating between dozing and IMing and such. Then suddenly, the power goes out. I begin hunting for a flashlight and try several which are next to my bed. Each one that I try, the batteries are nearly dead. I get up, and pull out a silver maglight. That too, nearly dead. I pick up another small flashlight-probably the third or fourth one, and suddenly I can hear someone calling the power company. Yes, through the flashlight, sort of like how you sometimes accidentally pick up someone else's call on the cordless phone.

I go back to bed, and can't sleep, and in a near panic, wander into the living room...where despite the power being out, my computer is still working. I sit down at the computer, and look at my away screen on AIM, where there are several IMs from scherzoid and one from rdhdsnippet. For some reason this causes me to panic, and I race back into the bedroom, climbing back into bed, trying to get onto the other IM network that I'd been on (which used some kind of a weird machine that was sort of a cross between a book and a PDA) and discovered I'd just missed scherzoid signing off. For some reason, this caused me to flip out even more, at which point I sort of woke up, rolled over, realized the power was still on and tried to go back to sleep.

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Beware the ides of March.

Also, check out Fred Fisk's commentary on gay marriage from this weekend's edition of Metro Connection.

And in other news, my contacts are bugging me again...can't tell if I should call the gyn NP, or my eye doctor. (The contact lens discomfort is related to my birth control pill...can be mostly dealt with by copious use of drops, but probably not the worst idea to check with the eye doctor.)

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For those of you who are interested, and local...

It appears that zedrikcayne will be here Easter weekend. I expect that some of you all will have plans for Sunday, but perhaps if people are interested, perhaps an opportunity for some of you to meet him (or say hi again, and stuff) on Saturday?

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Something, quite likely caffeine is triggering my asthma. [1]But I'm caught in a cycle-can't sleep, need caffeine to stay awake, caffeine makes it harder to fall asleep, need more caffeine, and so on and so on.


I haven't advertised Imagine this year as much as I have in the past, but if you're local, you should plan on coming out for it on 4/24. If you're not local and you want to come out for it, you should too...it's fun. Starts with dinner/drinks/dancing/etc at Club Chaos on 17th street-usually we have drag queens too. Then we leave there, head into Old Town for dessert....really good desserts, and more dancing and auctions...silent and regular. Cool stuff in the auction this year. A couple of paintings but one of Andy Warhols assistant, some tickets to various events, spa packages, all kinds of stuff. Ask quillon and roosterbear-they came down from Rhode Island last year for it, and had so much fun they're coming again this year. It's the largest fundraiser of the year for work, and it is actually a fun event. Usually I ask $10/person, more if you can, less if you can't, so don't worry if you're strapped for cash...come out, have a good time, give what you can.


And more work stuff...
There's a peer educator who I've had a number of occasions to work with this year. He's gotten kind of close with me, we talk a lot about things that are going on. It's therapy, but informal. I think you can't work with teenagers without getting into that sort of thing with them sometimes. I may be a social worker, but I'm not really comfortable doing counseling on a long term, ongoing basis. (personal note-I get too hung up on doing it "right" and it makes me nervous. My supervisors have always told me I'm good at it though, and I suppose in the right circumstances I could do it...it wouldn't be my ideal situation, but it wouldn't be that bad either.) But anyway...so I'm driving peer educator home from the training he was assisting with on Saturday, and he's telling me that he's amazed at how I am, how I don't get agitated with him when he says things that push people's buttons and so on. And I didn't let slip that he does frustrate me that way, but that I also don't let it show, remain noncommittal, and all that. But he's also planning to become a Marine next year. He's a very bright kid, lots of potential, very strong leadership skills. And based on our conversations, I know he's also having second thoughts about his decision to go into military service. And we got to talking, about his choice, and I said something to him about his constant need to defend his decision, and that it indicated to me that he was seeking approval cause something was missing. After he got over being flabbergasted that I could figure that out, he disclosed a whole lot of stuff about his choice, why he did it, why he was having mixed feelings about it and wanted to know what I thought. And I did in fact offer an opinion on the situation, a very personal one, directed towards him. I don't know what he'll do with that information, I don't know if he'll change his mind, or if he'll have second thoughts, or become more devoted to his choice.

But more to the point...this informal counseling is something I enjoy. I'd love in some ways, to find work in a teen center or something like that, where I'm not doing theraputic work but kind of casual, incidental stuff. There's something inherently satisfying sometimes working with teenagers for me, even if it is frustrating on a regular basis. I miss working in the LGBT youth center-I'd love to do that again, to work with queer youth, doing drop in programs and some informal support groups. It was fun, and comfortable, and felt good.

[1] The fact that I haven't been able to afford to fill anything but absolutely most essential prescriptions-birth control and rescue inhaler for a few months also undoubtedly has something to do with it, although it was fine until I began indulging in larger quantities of caffeinated beverages during the day.

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I am tired of getting one set of instructions from my boss, and then when she finds out she should be doing something different, being told I don't follow her directions.

Because really, how often would I ignore my bosses instructions?

(And, she just found out she's been tracking something wrong for the entire project...I'm hoping she doesn't try to pin that one on me too, beccause I had nothing to do with it.)