Friday post-work I came home, flopped on the sofa and slept for two hours. Woke for dinner. Went to bed.
Slept for ten hours, woke for a late breakfast, then absorbed the internet before USA vs. Russia in the Olympic ice hockey. Enjoyed the broad befurred men on display. Slept for another two hours. Woke for dinner and my inaugural viewing of Robocop; it was not as enjoyable as Total Recall, though I did enjoy the economy of action – much bang for little buck or time – and, of course, “Bitches. Leave.”
Shed a few tears over my smaller, younger, more femme, more Canadian celebrity doppelganger Ellen Page going public with her orientation; the video of her railing against what Hollywood regards as the norm was unexpectedly touching, with her outing herself the least affecting part of it. Her story of how her mental health and relationships suffered by living a lie was insightful, and reminded me that I’m doing the right thing in my attempts to do gender/orientation neutral when talking to kids at work.
Became engrossed in reading through all the comments on a YouPorn video of a natural-bodied woman with natural body hair enthusiastically enjoying herself solo; it was quite a positive experience, reading hundreds of posts declaring how attractive the geeky woman displaying herself was. There’s hope for humanity yet.
I’ve a break from school now for a week, and I need it. My head is increasingly filled full of gunk as I picked up something as I got more run down. I’m not planning on doing much and am looking forward to days of pyjama slumming. Yays.
