This must be the power of the Stanley Cup at work.

(context: the Stanley Cup was at Chicago Pride this year)

"I hugged a man in his underwear" -- a bunch of Christians go to pride wearing t-shirts and carrying signs apologizing for the homophobia of some Christians. It's pretty sweet, all in all.

... oh. now that you mention it, i have been up to my ass in alligators a whole lot

so, i've been wallowing around lately sleeping badly and feeling beat and sad and burnt out and otherwise bleah.

the wonderful-as-always clauclauclaudia made a very astute point that i'd missed from the view from inside my head, which is that i have spent nearly all of this year, up until very recently, staggering between various crises, deadlines (personal and work), and personal injuries/illness. this would explain why i'm feeling kind of burnt out, i guess. (and prior to that, there was a bunch of claudia-related stress in my life that had been at a lower level than most of this stuff but certainly had gone on for much longer.)

NO WONDER MY BLOOD PRESSURE HAS BEEN RISING. (speaking of which, next week i go see the dr to see how the low level bp drug has been working with my elevated blood pressure. same day: mammogram, to help ensure that if i get the trifecta of chick-cancer, i catch it early.)

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I posted this as a comment to a locked lj post and then decided I needed to post it more widely: