i can't wait for work to be the hardest work i do. i think i'll be able to get some extra hours this summer, hopefully. the poor, on his own, i'm-gonna-stay-open-till-5:30-on-fridays ch has turned into the smitten, jack stayed again last night, so can i have the afternoon off? slacker ch. i'm closing the shop way too often, but i know that it's good for my karma, and i am patient to get my just rewards. memorial weekend in chicago is also international mr. leatherman weekend, so all over the loop you run into groups of leather daddies, southerners and suburbanites who are amazed by the big city and finding community for their usally solitary fetish. i, of course, have never spotted any, i'm always locked up at home doing finals. ch and jack went to the leathermart on sunday. i wanted to go with them, but you know the story. and perhaps i'm glad i didn't. the stories ch told were a little scary- lots of chaps, public sex, scat, porn videos, etc etc. i think i'd be embarrased, esp. with jack. but he brought me some souvinirs- a card for "leatherbound- bondage fantasy armor" which apparently has some cool pieces that they imagined i'd look great in. and a booklet called "queer guide berlin-" stadtführer für schwule & lesben." charming, eh? it has ein schwule und eine lesbe leaning up against a big bear with the rainbow flag painted on him. i was gonna cut it up, cause i just burned a's copy of my coming out mix, and i need a cover. but then g sent me this link and i think i'm gonna use that instead.
as a transition (which has nothing in common with my two topics) i've been having problems with ms recently. comments, coming out, summer- which are single and which are double? why doesn't english have spelling rules? i guess it could be worse- it could be german. other odds and ends- bored this afternoon and drew a viney tatoo on my wrist with markers. used to do this all the time, haven't had one for a while. took a pic before i washed the dishes. will post it when my film comes back, along with the questionably flattering shirt.
am reading persepolis 2- the story of a return. it's perhaps better than the first one. i think graphic novels may be my next thing... not novels though. since i love persepolis and maus, i guess it's more graphic autobiographies that i love. anyway, persepolis is the story of an iranian girl, and i was getting all involved on the bus today. i had the last of my nasty seame penut tofu noodle mush for lunch, so i could make my fave side dish combo for dinner tonight- cold gingered asparagus and couscous with touches of orange, dill and pistachio. i think it needs a third, though. perhaps something creamy? the last time i mixed salads i had too many creamies, i remember, and one was asparagus in dilled mustard sauce (which wouldn't work as it's more asparagus) and the non creamy was orange black beans and rice. but i can't remember the third! maybe i can search the blog. anyway i usally half both of these, but i didn't this time cause i had extra asparagus. i was totally thinking about persepolis while shelling all those pistachios. it should be noted, i can shell about 3/8 a cup of pistachios before going crazy. unforunately this recipie calls for 1/2 a cup. you all should count yourselves lucky i survived.
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