Over the hills and through the woods...

Going to visit my Granny tomorrow! (Yeah, my Granny. My family's full of Southerners, we have a Granny & eat biscuits & gravy for breakfast...) A nice long weekend is what's needed. Today was the longest day ever at work... But I feel pretty good because I came right out and asked my manager if he was going to recommend me for a transfer or not. And he is. So, one less thing to worry about! Which is good because I'm too tired to worry.

I did manage to shave...

Just so that I can avoid my mom's stepmother telling me that I ought to shave. Which means, I'll only get to hear her talk shit about my weight. yaay. Although, there's a new thing I'm sure she can't *wait* to talk about... the move. After years & years of making me feel like a loser for not having "a real job" and not driving & living at home, my skin is tough enough for it, I hope.

So I'm signing off for the weekend. Theoretically.

in the stereo: Leonard Bernstein's New York
in the bookbag, shouting "Please, come finish reading me!": Persuasion by Jane Austen
...sharing that space and yelling "No, read me! Read me!!": The Gay Metropolis by Charles Kaiser. (Flipped through it... my favorite picture is of these two men who have been together since meeting on a pier on Nantucket in 1964 when one was 27 & the other 59. "I never wanted to be with anyone else," said one of them. At the time the book was published they were still together after 32 years, aged 59 & 91. I envy them for that.)