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The best part of Pride yesterday?

The people who said "Thank you for the work you do."

Apparently there are people who aren't my clients and my friends who appreciate what I do. Sometimes I forget about this, in my anger and frustration about not being able to do it, about funding cuts and all those things.

Skipped the Festival portion of today. Woke up sneezing and decided it was a bad idea. The sneezing isn't unusual, but it took longer than most days to stop. I spent most of the day sleeping, and have been aching all day. Didn't realize why until late tonight. Apparently I've been running a fever. Took my temperature before I went to the grocery store and it was normal...96.5. Took it tonight as I was choosing clothes for tomorrow...it was 100.2. I suspect the Tylenol I took for the body aches this morning knocked down the fever, although it did nothing for the aches. It would explain the way I ate today, too.

I think bed is a good idea-despite the amount of sleep I've gotten today, I think I wouldn't mind some more.

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Almost forgot about this weekend highlight...

Yesterday, zedrikcayne called me, to say hi, and stuff.

I had asked him on Thusday night when we spoke on the phone if he'd recieved any mail recently. He hadn't. I told him, I knew he was going to get some mail, that it would probably come in an envelope (as opposed to a box) and that I couldn't tell him any more, or I'd get into trouble with the sender.

So Sunday, we're on the phone, and he tells me that he'd gotten the mail I'd spoken about, and describes excitedly to me what was in the package. (It was from my Mom. She'd found a DVD of "Fiddler on the Roof" for him, because they had discussed it when we visited last month, and she found out he had never seen it.) And he describes the note included with the package...which was signed "Mom-the other one."

So, this is me, being happy that Cayne and Mom got along, and that Mom liked Cayne. Mom is the type to do that sort of thing for her children...she sends me random stuff like that sometimes-you know, socks or toys, or whatnot. She sent my sister a DVD of "Children of the Corn" (my sister watched that at a slumber party when she was like 8 or 9, and was terrified for weeks after that. She was so freaked out by the movie that she couldn't even keep it in her house-she took it to her boyfriend's place and left it there.)

But yeah...he's not just grudgingly accepted at this point, but obviously welcomed. And that makes me happy.

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I forgot about the creepy guy at Pride...

We're near the end of the parade route, going along 17th Street, and this creepy guy, who I suspect was drunk as well, comes running up to the truck, grabs my hand, kisses it and yells out "hey, I know you!"

I do know the guy. Can't remember where I know him from, but I know him. Can't remember his name or anything.

But you know, my co-workers get cute guys coming up to them at Pride. I even had the cute, red-haired guy from HRC slapping stickers on me. (I had my back to him, he slapped a "George W. Bush, You're Fired!" sticker on my butt. I shrieked and turned around and he stuck two more on my breasts. I wasn't expecting that...but it was Pride and so I laughed and played along.

I worry a bit that I'll feel weird or miss out on something at Pride once I'm married. Being married won't make me less queer though...I'm not quite sure I can make sense of what I'm feeling about it. I just feel like something I've thought important for so long will suddenly be, less.

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I'm enjoying all of your happy in-law stories, so share more if you have them, please?

They make me worry less.

Argh

So I've got two cover letters written, but I realized that before I send them out, there's some stuff I want to stick in my resume...I just can't figure out where it belongs.

I've taken a couple of professional trainings that really do belong in my resume, one on prevention case management (PCM), one on facillitating a prevention program called "Be Proud! Be Responsible!" and the ones I took in order to do HIV testing and counseling.

They don't feel like they belong under "Eduation", but I'm not sure what to title the section they belong in, nor where to put it.

Argh!

Hate hate hate updating my resume.