My time at the lab has been incredibly unproductive this week. In fact, I've typed probably five times as much on ICQ as I have on my thesis simply because I can't find the elusive angle I need to get into it.
I did chat with Illara today which was nice and later read her diary. She is winding her writing back due to a combination of writers block and other activities keeping her busy. I on the other hand wrote a dozen entries for October alone, but the poorer quality shows… I like to think of myself as the "McDonalds drive-through" of diary writers. ;)
Anyway, Illara wrote about how short interactions leave people thinking "female", but longer periods of interaction cause people to doubt that. This is something I worry about myself a bit, but which I believe may actually be an extension from "Nobody will believe I'm a woman" to "Only some people will believe I'm a woman". I think the issue may certainly exist, but will probably disappear with time… at least that's my hope.
Basically I've been bouncing around because I love how my hair looks and consequently am able to realize all that is good in my life. Ok, so it took one and three-quarters of an hour and cost a lot, but right now I feel it was more than worth it. :)
Today was moderately busy. Waved to Peta G on my way to the hairdressers, later picked up photos and actually liked some of the ones with me in them! *gasp* Got some cards for the birthdays coming up and some food and came home for food and an evening nap.
Tonight to be exact is the kick-off for "Spring-OUT" the Canberran Queer festival. It's a two week long series of events which started last year. Tomorrow there is a fair-day and speeches in Glebe Park (really nice park near Civic) which I'll make an effort to get to. Last year Red and I attended and it was pretty good. On the other hand, I am somewhat selfishly apprehensive about being in town. The reason is simply that because of the presence of non-passing TV's, I'm worried about my passing being compromised. I know this is incredibly selfish, but I know I'm not the first Trans-girl to feel this way. I admit that nature has been kind to me in some regards i.e. lack of brow-bossing, moderately feminine jaw-line, but I still have my liabilities i.e. hands, feet, height…
Anyway, the rest of the festival is a mixture of art, film, and social events. It's a fairly good showing for a conservative city with only 300,000 people.