I need to sedate my cat before I drive with her to Canada, so the vet prescribed some 50mg tabs of gabapentin and told me to test her out on 1 and then maybe on 2 to see how she handles it. I have now given her 1 (thank you, Greenies Pill Pockets) and I’m waiting for it to kick in. Wish us luck.

I’m still kind of surprised by the idea that anyone intrinsically enjoys the act of giving oral sex. I get enjoying it instrumentally: you like making your partner feel good, and it’s a means to that end. But intrinsically? Genitalia don’t taste good, and it’s all kind of gross if you think about it.

What does this say about me? Am I missing something?

philosopherking1887:

philosopherking1887:

Gaaahhhh I need to make a decision about hiring a moving company by the end of business today (like, in the next hour), but e-mailing and calling to ask questions and even just thinking about this stuff stresses me out SO FREAKING MUCH.

Oh no I’m starting to hyperventilate. Where’s my cat when I need her? (Napping on my bed, which is where I’d rather be.)

OK, I have now decided on a moving company. Just getting the last details sorted out. Still breathing a little too fast but it’s slowing down. Thanks for allowing me to scream into the internet.

philosopherking1887:

Gaaahhhh I need to make a decision about hiring a moving company by the end of business today (like, in the next hour), but e-mailing and calling to ask questions and even just thinking about this stuff stresses me out SO FREAKING MUCH.

Oh no I’m starting to hyperventilate. Where’s my cat when I need her? (Napping on my bed, which is where I’d rather be.)

Gaaahhhh I need to make a decision about hiring a moving company by the end of business today (like, in the next hour), but e-mailing and calling to ask questions and even just thinking about this stuff stresses me out SO FREAKING MUCH.

Thought I might get a round 2 with the guy I slept with at Thanksgiving, since we’re both in Seattle again for a wedding, but alas, he has a girlfriend now. (Once again, we are not actually related. He’s the stepson of the brother of my parents’ friend from college.)

philosopherking1887:

I’m sorry I’ve been so delinquent about updating fics lately. I’ve had sources of stress coming at me from all directions and I’ve been feeling constantly tired… more than usual, I think. Brain-tired. I’m working on things, but slowly and with a lot of interruptions.

I’m flying again today. Will I work on fic? Will I read the book I’m supposed to review (by the end of the month, LOL)? Will I get drunk and just sleep on the plane? Nobody knows.

I’m sorry I’ve been so delinquent about updating fics lately. I’ve had sources of stress coming at me from all directions and I’ve been feeling constantly tired… more than usual, I think. Brain-tired. I’m working on things, but slowly and with a lot of interruptions.

I could have been working on fanfiction or reading the book I’m supposed to be reviewing or sending important e-mails to keep my move to Canada on track, but instead I spent the last hour or so arguing with a guy I don’t know very well, but from whom I expected better, about Slavoj Žižek’s new essay on “transgenderism” (yes, he uses that word). Procrastination is the name of the game.

philosopherking1887:

I’ve been staying in the gaybourhood (that’s how you spell it because it’s Canada) of my soon-to-be hometown, and I might end up renting an apartment in this area. Maybe that will give me an opportunity to explore my increasing gayness.

Pride festivities this weekend have involved quite a few older men walking around naked. It’s been an experience.

Didn’t end up renting in the gaybourhood; instead I seem to be in the Old Jewbourhood. Probably won’t find a girlfriend in the area, but I might find a substitute grandma…