in my overly-positive post a couple days ago about addressing casual homophobia, here’s the part that i didn’t mention: some days, you just don’t have the fucking energy to deal with it.
i’m guessing that most of you probably know this already, but it’s worth stating anyway.
i spent all of today doing schoolwork with my music blaring louder than usual in my headphones so that if (and when) any of my classmates threw around their homophobic bullshit, i wouldn’t have to hear it.
the reason i’m exhausted is a good one: i stayed until the end of the wedding last night, and am running on very little sleep. it was an excellent party, as was the ceremony beforehand… sweetened by the sight of my love dressed in her most dapper ensemble.
heightening the general ennui induced by the lack of sleep is sad news: things are up in the air regarding the puppy. it seems that there was some confusion among the owners of the momma and poppa dogs, and the puppies may already all be spoken for. needless to say, oats and i are very upset about this. we’ll find out for sure on wednesday, and until then are just holding our collective breath.