Psapphirical

You know, I think it's possible to get used to anything. 

I got used to the last couple of weeks.  Almost every day was a fourteen hour work day, but when all the stress reaches a boiling point, you just put one foot after another.  Focus on getting through to the next day, and you'll find that you forget about all the other things.  It's like suspended animation; it's like moving through water, inch by inch, holding your breath.  You learn to breathe underwater.

I met up with Lucia and Akemi today, and we marched in the rally for same-sex marriage rights from the State Library to the steps of Parliament House.  It was the first rally I've marched in.  I got a big red flag and waved it around like I was at a Eurovision concert.  (Well, no.  I probably would've waved it more vigorously if I were at a Eurovision concert.)  It was a liberating feeling, marching down Swanston Street, arms linked, wearing my 'Have A Gay Day' t-shirt, staring at the cameras and spectators unflinchingly in the eye - such a change from my usual repressed and closeted life in suburbia.  I don't care that the event was organised by Socialist Alternative, and I don't care that it probably won't change a thing.  It was special for me, and I'm really glad I went.

After I came home, I called Jackie for over an hour, and she linked me to Stuff Queer People Like, which is so hilariously true.  I can't tell you how many fashion mullets I saw at the rally today.  I think they should add "#8 Not Wearing Heels Unless In Drag" to the list though.  There were very, very few high heels of any sort, and I didn't see a single pair of stilettos amongst the many hundreds of queers at the rally today - not even the drag queen in a bridal gown (she was wearing platforms).  Queers love sensible footwear - it's true.

I'm craving human contact today for some reason.  I guess a week of barely any social interaction outside of work finally caught up with me.  I feel like an island.  The other day, I read an article about a guy who was paralysed in an accident, and everyone thought he was in a coma for 29 years, but he was actually conscious the whole time.  And so for 29 years, he lay there being unable to communicate with anyone.  I think I'd go crazy.  But then again, it's possible to get used to anything.

Meh.  I am emo today.  In every weekend there comes a point where a very large part of me rebels and refuses to face up to the fact that tomorrow I have to go back to work and the face the million things I need to do, back to the stress and the responsibility and the constant stream of people and emails and phone calls and students.  Then, that very large part of me kicks into procrastination mode in a desperate attempt to delay tomorrow, and I don't get anything done.  That pretty much sums up today. 

The weekend itself was good.  I had a very productive day on WoW on Saturday.  Ran three heroic instances with my guildies, won a Wintergrasp battle, quested, did a bunch of achievements... all in one morning.  I even managed to get most of my marking done.

Today I watched more Battlestar Galactica.  I was watching Episode 2.07 when, suddenly, Lucy Lawless turned up!  I was like "holy crap, I totally forgot she was in this!"  I was so surprised.  I can't believe I forgot.  I'm also slightly disturbed to find myself developing a man-crush on Apollo.  Lyan thinks he's a "whiny betch", but somehow I find that attractive in a guy.

Before you all start doubting my lesbian credentials, I totally need to link you all to this Gender-reversed Star Trek 2009 cast picspam post, featuring Yvonne Strahovski as Kirk, Jordana Brewster as Spock and Lena Headey as McCoy (hellooo, doctor).  Someone needs to film that.  Right now.  I don't quite agree with Grace Park as Sulu (she does nothing for me), but I can't think of any other Asian women who I'd prefer.  Maybe I'll volunteer.  And there's gotta be a better Scottish woman to play Scotty.  Maybe Simone Lahbib?  Can't quite see her in the part though.  They need a hotter Russian for Chekov, too.  Jennifer Connelly as Nero, however, is perfect.  *happy thoughts*  ...Ahem.

Oh and China is hosting its first ever gay pride festival in Shanghai, called Shanghai Pride.  Though I shouldn't really use the word "hosting" because it's not hosted so much as tolerated by the government.  Still, nobody's shut it down so I remain optimistic that China is becoming more progressive about teh gay.  I hope it all goes well and becomes an annual thing.

Continuing with the gay news, this week's Brunch with Bridget is with Erin Kelly!  You can watch it here.  Erin Kelly is so cute.  I don't know who's idea it was for her to wear that nightie during the interview, but it was in serious danger of falling off the entire time.

And finally, it's been brought to my attention that my hotmail accounts have been compromised and are currently sending out large amounts of spam to all my contacts.  I've run a virus check (nothing) and changed my passwords.  Hopefully that fixes it.  I'll keep looking into it, if not.  In the mean time, just ignore my emails or IM messages if they contain the words "weight loss" or "penis enlargement".

Awwwwwww!  I was watching RSPCA Animal Rescue and there were these totally adorable trapped ducklings.  And as the rescue guy was releasing them, he said "Live long and prosper, little ones".  Lol, Star Trek reference!  And ducklings!  It's too cute.

The reason I'm suddenly watching TV is because I watched Home and Away (an Australian soap opera) today just for the lesbian kiss, to see if they would actually show it (and they did!) That would make it the second time I've seen a lesbian kiss on that show.  And I wasn't even looking out for it the first time.  This is entirely weird because I've tuned in all of two times this year, once by accident, and both times there were girls randomly kissing.  I think I just attract teh ghei, even on TV.

Speaking of teh ghei... ( here, have a picture of me in my new leather jacket. )