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Jun 7 06: harrumph
I keep trying to write a post celebrating a few things, via a few photos: how my beautiful, most favorite cousin got married in Prague the other day, for one; how happy a pair of delightful gentlemen in England looked getting married (finally making honest men on one another, after 20 years together) in England; and a shot of Paul and myself at the England wedding, which I wanted to bring up in conjunction with mentioning that we had our tenth anniversary together over the Memorial Day weekend. Love abounds. I can’t make it stick together, though. Maybe tomorrow.
I’ve been rather sour today, having started off on the wrongiest foot. The radio turned on at 6:10 this morning and what did we hear but President Monkeyface Goatfucker talking about how treating the queers like, you know, people rather than freakish deviants whom Jesus wants us to spit upon would bring down the Republic. I slapped the radio into submission and pulled the covers over my head, fighting to supress the urge to rant incoherently, and promptly fell back asleep.
And that’s why I missed swim practice this morning. Lucky for me, though, that I got out of bed in time to get to the dentist, because otherwise I would have missed the chance to hear that my teeth are coming loose again. “You’re clearly doing a good job of keeping them clean,” he said, “so that’s not it. Have you been under a lot of stress lately?”
Grrr.
I did make one happy discovery today, though. Fafblog is back! Huzzah! It is, after all, the whole world’s only source for Fafblog. I’d be much more up in arms about the whole Federal Marriage Amendment thing if if Giblets hadn’t been there to set me, um, straight. Go read.