Today was quiet. I was still home when the clock hit 9 am which is a first in a long while, and I'm awake after midnight which is also a first for a while. I went into town to find out just how poor I am, bought some hair stuff (I washed my hair and blow-dried it for the first time in months on Friday night i.e. it's fluffy and unmanageable now) and then went to the lab where I did a minimal amount of work before going home to read Fortean Times.
At 3 pm I went into town to meet the young CD (young meaning anyone younger than me, this has become an alarmingly greater percentage of the population recently) from the local area. Acting as a meeting point for young TG people is my only real contact with the CD community these days since I mainly prefer to talk with my TS friends who I feel I have more in common with. I do not intend to forget where I came from however, hence I try to help those who (IMHO) are most vulnerable and who I can relate to.
He was nice to talk to, probably more CD than TS I would say but pleasant to chat to nonetheless, which we did for 3 hours. I was the first TG person he had met, so I hope I made a good impression. This did however remind me of a contact site where I wish to obfuscate my details a little.
Of other interest was Anne Lawrence's site which had been updated with the PDF files of Dr H's surgical information booklet and standard letter to patients. This made for quite interesting reading indeed. I'm currently looking at a ~$23,000 two stage procedure… well dreaming I suppose I should say.
To get all of my gendery thoughts out in one go, this CD's father worked in the Defense Department where there is an out TS. I know this person, and to know that their "reputation" traveled through 3 or 4 degrees of separation and back to me was quite alarming. 3 or 4 degrees of separation is many tens of thousands of people (possibly hundred's) and something I could not live with. I apparently pass, and any chance to increase my stealthiness will be considered. Given that I am still at the workplace where I transitioned, I can only presume that many times the number of people who actually know me, "know of me". Again not a savory thought…