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Part II - Paradise
July 1997 - December 1997 |
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- Sep 12th - Morning
- The boys from the company I'm building the demo site for came round at last.
I gave them a demo of the system I built and they were both very impressed. They
both gave my sister a hug and said "Your sister is a legend." I then made them
all Bagels with cream cheese, salmon and capers with fudge brownies for afters
as a reward.
- Sep 12th - Evening
- Some friends of ours turned up yesterday afternoon and left a little bowl of
'interesting' cookies. Now I haven't had one of these since I was 22 I think, so
after doing a demo of my new site, I sat down to finish off the SQL parser I'm
writing in PERL as a front end to a DB I wrote and ate one. Twenty minutes later
and nothing had happened, so I thought "Oh well.." Then the phone rang and it
was one of the people at the demo. They have a commitment from the customer to
sink a large, no huge, pot of money into the project. Then I started laughing.
After less than a minute he had given up on conversation and was laughing in
sympathy. I tried to tell him about the cookie, but just couldn't speak. After a
while I managed to say a sort of ciao and hung up. I then went out to speak to
my new brother in law about the cookies. I just ended up sliding down the wall
and giggling in a corner. And when I wasn't aching from laughing I couldn't stop
talking (and anybody who knows me really knows that is quite a feat). I have to
say what I talked about was total drivel though, not that anybody could
understand what I was saying anyway. It was almost painful after two hours
though. My throat was sore and I couldn't actually drink anything 'cos I
splurted it out all over myself by laughing uncontrollably into the glass. This
mess of course was very funny.. So.. More laughter. I'm still breaking out in
the giggles even now some five hours later. While I was rolling about on the
floor, something interesting happened. My sister got a call from one of her
friends and was describing me which I got in dribs and drabs while trying to dry
my eyes and drink something:
- "Oh hi.. Yes.. I.. Yes that's Kim. Yes her laughter is distinctive isn't it.
Kimbo is out of it. She's collapsed on the floor giggling hysterically. No, Only
one. Yes, I guess they must be strong. Gawd look at her! We'll have to hose her
down."
- She then turned to my cat:
- "Auntie Kim is wasted isn't she? Yes, that's it. Come and sit with me. Gawd
Kim you're trashed!"
- The really nice thing was that my sister has only been with 'Kim' for three
days and already she is calling me 'she' and 'her' which although I could hardly
think it made me crawl across the floor and try to hug her which mainly
consisted of having my face between her socks, dribbling and laughing.
- I think I'll have another.... :-0 No.. Not really. Tomorrow night if people
come over perhaps..
- The person who called was a work colleague. He had had one of 'them' as well
at lunchtime thinking they wouldn't be strong. He got sent home.... A senior
manager giggling hysterically in an open plan office would have been a sight to
behold.
- I just came back from the kitchen after making a cup of tea. It took twenty
minutes. Why? Because I spent 15 minutes collapsed on the kitchen floor
giggling. My brother in law came out and gently lifted me to my feet and said
"Kim. You're out of it - go to bed." and pushed me down the corridor. It's taken
me a while to recover enough to write this ending.
- Sep 14th
- I drove up to Newcastle to see my old school friend. She said she was really
pissed off with me because she says I have such a great figure. :-)
- She then decided to do a Tarot reading for me. First a general one and then
a relationship one. The general one basically said I was moving through great
changes and would not only achieve all my goals, but make pots of money in the
process. She then did the relationship one. Two guys in the next six months, one
with whom I will have a stormy but exciting time, and another who will come
along later and be just right. I would be happy in a house with another cat.
- I was sceptical. And I said so.
- "But we have known each other for a long time and you do know details about
my life that a stranger wouldn't, so your reading is going to biased, isn't it?
I'm still not convinced. I mean! Me? Happy? Two guys? In six months! Really!!"
- So we drove to another friend of hers and they did yet another reading.
Guess the outcome.
- I drove back very confused. I mean I've only just accepted that I'm a normal
heterosexual female without having to prove it so soon. And both of them had
said that I already knew number '1' and would be working with him. This is a bit
worrying.
- I went to another person who I have never seen before and tried to be
totally impassive even though that is very hard to do now. I cut, shuffled and
gave her the cards. The two readings were virtually identical to my friends and
the other one. I am getting weirded out by this.
- Sep 15th
- I went to see my shrink today for my two weekly head shrinking. He was very
happy to see 'Kim' and again complimented me on my style and poise. I just
basically brought him up to speed on what has happened over the last two weeks.
I asked him if there had been any change in my behavior that would cause him any
concern. His response:
- "No. In fact you look so natural and your mannerisms are so in context I
can't see you being 'read' very often. The aura of confidence and normalcy is
very strong. Your taste in clothes and the coordination also means you won't get
picked much either. Since you came in and sat down, I had no doubt I was talking
to an attractive 40 year old woman. You are probably the most stable MtF
transsexual I have ever met."
- Wow! Is that validation or what?
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