Prince Henry's test results came back yesterday, and he got a clean bill of health. He got to fly with everyone else for the first time. Sir Dubbins freaked out and had to go back to his cage, but the budgies didn't seem mind him much. None of the budgies approached him too closely, but it was evident Skye wanted to. We're not going to have Prince Henry and Sir Dubbins out at the same time until they get a little more used to the idea of each other.

I went to a equinox dinner yesterday at lady_babalon's and sophiaserpentia's. I must say that sophiaserpentia makes the most excellent apple crisps. I was happy to see that x_bluerose_x was there to. We sat around the table and discussed what we viewed as our "harvests" this year, however I'm more planning for the spring then harvesting now. Of course, there were other topics, but that was the planned topic. I wish I could have stayed longer, but I had fun while I was there.

After leaving the equinox dinner, I went over to merryperseis's place, where I ate again. I knew that we would be having roasted cauliflower, so I intentionally ate sparingly at the early dinner. I brought her my serpent staff. I've known that my bird staff is what I'm meant to use at this point, and merryperseis told me she needed something that symbolized a serpent: so the transfer seemed right. I wanted to do it on the equinox for balance. There wasn't really any ceremony about the transfer, it was just done.

I had a swell time at the x_bluerose_x's party last night. I very much liked the banana chocolate goodness of Sex in the TARDIS as well as the strange Liqor 43 brontosproximo brought. I got a little more sloshed than I intended, and while I was not falling down drunk (which I haven't been in many years), I still managed to achieve stupid drunk (which I haven't been in quite a while either).

The crowd was jolly, and the floor show at the end was... well... interesting.

ganked from kyrene:

Your Political Profile:

Overall: 20% Conservative, 80% Liberal

Social Issues: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal

Personal Responsibility: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Fiscal Issues: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal

Ethics: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Defense and Crime: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

How Liberal Or Conservative Are You?

gacked from kyrene:

How Spoiled Are You?

( long survey )

I got in plenty of exercise between helping Jeff move in and walking to kyrene's house. However, I didn't do so well on the eating front. I had bhindi masala with red cargo rice for breakfast, pizza for lunch, Spanish rice with broccoli for dinner, and bean curd jerky for my healthy snack. But a couple junk food binges ended my hopes of a successful Project Three Meals Day. I'm not giving up, I'm still trying!

It is awfully late in the day to be posting this, but here is yesterday's Project Three Meals. Exercise went wonderfully. Got in a good three fourths an hour wandering around looking for kyrene's party. Foodwise, well, I ate a lot and a lot of it wasn't healthy: macaroni and cheese with purpleglitter; bean and rice pilaf, cream puffs, cheese and crackers, marinated mozzarella, cheese-its, patatoe chips, triple chocolate cake, apples dipped in caramelly goodness, ricotta and spinach pierogies, ass kicking peanuts, chocolate cream pie, and other assorted foodstuffs at the party. So yeah, I guess I'll count that as a day I didn't make it.

I had fun at kyrene's party tonight, even though merryperseis and I got quite lost on our way there. I wore a new hat I picked up today at a tag sale for 35¢. It's bright red and purple and green and blue and orange with baubles at the tips of it's points.

I got to see lady_babalon and sophiaserpentia, and met some new people like brontosproximo. There was quite a lot of food stuffs there, and that will make for quite and interesting Project Three Meals post tomorrow. The wine flowed like wine, and I drank quite a bit of it, including some pomegranate wine which was quite tasty. Yum.

My favorite part of the party was teetering on the totter with brontosproximo. I haven't teetered on a totter in a very long time.

I'm glad I'm back in social mode.

from kyrene and chaoticerotic

FEMA will not accept Amtrak's help with evacuations FEMA turns away experienced firefighters FEMA turns away supply trucks from Walmart FEMA will not let the Red Cross deliver food FEMA prevents morticians from entering New Orleans FEMA blocks 500 boat citizen flotilla from rescues and delivery of aid FEMA fails to utilize 600 bed US Navy hospital ship Chicago offers massive assistance. FEMA to Chicago: "Send one Truck" FEMA turns away generators FEMA: First responders urged NOT to respond Local officials criticize FEMA's failures This is how Michael Brown got this job that he is totally unqualified for

There can be no excuse for this. None.

stolen from kyrene

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian. I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time. I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me. I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again. I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear. We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me. I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male. I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men. I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me. I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind. I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. Repost this if you want to.