good thing it's thursday

i'm starting to run out of stamina. i screwed up some numbers that negatively impacted several people. my hand is starting to resist the feel of paper and pen.

went over to starbucks for the first time in a long while. why you may be wondering? for the gingerbread latte. kinda corny i know but it's a good flavor and i actually had some money for a change. if someone else wants to get in on the game, i won't stand in the way. it's taste-tastic

it was slow enough that i was able to write part of my paper at work. crazy...
i got home early, but had just enough time to finish it, print it out and stroll into class 5 minutes late.

we talked a little bit about trans issues, which is always interesting because of the people i know who grapple with this. but then again, if you know a tranny, you grapple with the issue too because it affects your life with them, in a way that other types of identity don't. there's a lot more i could say on this subject, and maybe will sometime, but i'm too tired to get into it now.
the thing i love about this class is we have the best discussions. we talked about evangelical christians, personal space and taking your city slicker kids to the country and them freaking out (over outhouses, the fact that "the food" is wandering around right outside and catching and killing dinner is how it normally gets done, and eating at roadside stalls instead of hygenic health department seal of approval restaurants). i was feeling pretty tired by 9 pm though. i can tell i'm getting sick...i've gotta keep fighting though, there's a lot on the line these days.

my whole family is assembled back at the ancestral homeland...without me. i wish i was there too, but alas it is not to be. i'm sure i'll survive, but not very happily. it's tough being so far away from la familia, but there's reasons why i'm here and i've gotta remember than when i get homesick.