It is already -15 C here, and the forecast says its going to get much colder, until we are going to have -30 C for a high on Thursday and a low close to -40 Thursday night, with wind chill to make it feel even colder.

wish us luck as we try to weather the weather!

the level of talent being displayed by the writers here, especially the entries for the New Year's contest, is absolutely amazing. Every story (except mine) has been a home run in terms of writing.

I guess I should be glad I'm better known for my comments than my stories, because I am not in the same league as some of you people!

I need to apologise to anybody who got worried about my last post.

First a bit of an explanation. due to some passive-aggressive stuff by me, I ended up owing extra on my cable/internet bill, and could not pay it off this month.

I ended up rage-quitting with my provider, and then panicked that if I suddenly wasn't on for a while, people would worry about me.

instead, because all my manic energy turned into self-hate, my post was more likely to worry people.

I was already in the process of finding a new provider, so if there is a gap, it shouldn't be long.

I don't want to scare anybody, but I might just have a hope of being able to enter the new year's contest.

I have 400 words done, so I need to come up with another 2,100 words to qualify, so I might not make it.

But I figured I would warn you all anyway.

I finally have something new up, but I don't think people are gonna like it.

https://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/fiction/100410/end-girly-girl...

Okay so Mom and I went to get our laundry done today, despite still recovering from the flu.

We use a laundromat rather than the machines in our building, because they aren't all that good.

So we get there, get our loads started, and this gentlemen starts talking to my mom, because she mentioned living in the northern part of the province, and he apparently worked out there.

I swear, he was basically chatting her up, but I wasn't going to be a spoilsport and tell him to stop.

So this morning when Mom and I went out to our car, we discovered someone had smashed in the driver's side window - for the 4th time since we moved in here.

I'm hanging in there, but hugs appreciated.

So last night I dreamed that my brother Mike and I were racing around the University of Alberta campus in wheelchairs.

He managed to lose me, but I was hunting for him when my mom and my daughter found me, and we decided to find my brother together.

Nice to have a fun dream once in a while.

Just when I was thinking I was making progress, it turns out I was walking in circles.

Mistakes I thought I had already learned from, bad habits I thought I had broken, all right back and staring me in the face like they had never left.

needless to say, I'm frustrated and depressed.

hugs appreciated.

I took a peek at my unfinished stories, and all I can say is "yuck"

none of them are any good right now, and I just don't seem to have the ability to fix them

so I think I might be done producing stories for the foreseeable future.

Sorry everybody.

Well, my lack of financial planning have resulted in me not having a cushion to cover an unexpected expense.

in this case, we had to replace our cable box, which is going to set us back just under 500$

with that, plus having to pay for my mistake with my cell phone - about 300$, I have basically given myself a headache for the next 6 months, as I will have to pay in installments.

I really wish I would stop making my life more difficult . . .

Okay so last night, I had two dreams that were very different.

In the first, I was back in high school, and got word of something happening at my school.

I walked to the school, and found that several student had been killed, and others injured, in what appeared to be a mass shooting.

I joined the shocked survivors in the cafeteria, feeling helpless and guilty for not having been there.

sighs.

my brother told me since I cannot change my gametes, because I must take female hormones for the rest of my life, I cannot be a woman.

He believes I am suffering from a delusion, that I have wrong ideas about men and woman, and the doctors who supported me did so at the behest of Big Pharma.

so there it is.

https://www.msn.com/en-ca/news/world/transgender-women-won-t...

sighs, the hate gets worse

so last night, I had 2 very different dreams.

in the first, I transitioned to Dorothy in high school, and it didn't go well.

While nobody beat me up, I was rejected and shunned.

In the second dream, it started with me transitioning in high school again, but instead of being rejected I was mostly ignored, and one boy in particular decided he liked me enough to lay beside me on a grass hill, just cuddling.

Make of those what you will

I was re-reading "Its just clothes" and I got to thinking about how many people really hated the dishonesty of the wife. I wonder, how people would feel if I re-wrote it?

I was curious how other authors handle when they have to give the reader a bunch of information so they can understand the story and the situation.

anybody?

I am looking for a story and I just can't find it.

All I remember is the beginning, where a still closeted trans girl has to undergo a CAT scan, which causes her to freak out and out herself to her parents.

Any help is appreciated.

So yesterday we had an exterminator in, trying to get rid of roaches.

So mom and I spent the day over at my aunt Terry's, and I got mauled (or at least nearly licked to death) by her dog.

Finally, we were allowed to come home, and we've spent since then returning stuff to their proper places.

So . . . yay?

So I went to the pool today, and while there I had a cute encounter with a small girl, maybe 2 years old.

She asked me about the skin tag I have on my forehead, and I told her it was just a little bump, and that I have a lot of them.

She asked about my bumps, so I showed her the skin tags I have under my arm, and she was so fascinated she had to come over and touch them.

I looked over at her mom, but she was on the phone and I don't know if she even noticed, but I thought I'd avoid trouble by waving goodbye and going elsewhere.