Ahhh… where to start? Today was more thesis-ing, and that was literally the high watermark of excitement. I was lucky enough to get an email from Ally, and a quick ICQ chat tonight with Illara reminded me that I really need to get off my butt and write her that letter.
I wonder if I'm the only one who suffers from "late-night voices". The annoying little doubts and awful niggling thoughts that only get a chance to be heard when you're lying in the quiet and dark trying to clear your mind. I hate them, because for me they're almost always uniformly bad. My typical night-thoughts currently take the form of "you are and always will be alone". It used to be "you're a fake and will never make it as a woman" but those have died somewhat as my transition has come along. Perhaps one day I'll find someone to hold and in turn be held by and that little night-voice will be silenced momentarily…
I am NOT a morning person. Like a car with a bad engine, I take forever to become even mildly presentable in the morning, usually an hour or so. Of course the "equal and opposite" side of this is that it takes me an hour to fall asleep unless I'm suffering from exhaustion. Oh well, I'll cope, I always have up till now…