Last night's dream was … interesting. It started with me in a crowed building, that seemed a combination of a school and recreation center complete with a wave pool. I wanted to get to the water, which I could see behind glass, But I was unable to do so, and asking the crowd of people didn't help. Finally Ieft frustrated, and instead of just asking, I began swearing at people.

Once a month, my church hosts a special evening service called "Haven" for individuals on the LGBT spectrum and their allies. Well, the young man who normally runs the service has asked if I would like to lead it for the september service. Thanks to Covid, we'll stream me speaking, so no crowd to get nervous about, but still, something I've never tried before.

Wish me luck, and assuming the service will be available afterward, I'll drop a link.

guys, my computer is toast. I'll be back when I can

to say I'm struggling with feeling down right now is an understatement.

Okay so I've mentioned the rash on my belly, and yesterday I was struggling to reach the spot, I asked my mom to help. When she got close to my groin, I experienced something like being ticklish, only instead of wanting to giggle, I wanted to flinch. since then, I've been very shaky, and I feel like I'm hanging on by a thread. Hugs appreciated.

For those who were worried, the red marks on my belly are a fungus infection. A few weeks of a medicated cream should clear it up - I hope.

Edmonton has acquired an online "University" dedicated to writing. The classes are dirt cheap, and the guy running it sounds like he knows what he's doing.

Here's the link: https://pandemicuniversity.com/

Okay, so It's just after 8 in the morning, and I'm shaking.

See, last night I had one of my "searching" dreams. I was on the campus of a university, and was totally lost. But then I found someone in authority, and let loose a stream of anger - anger at being expected to know things I'd never been told, being left to wander around without a guide or a map.

It was the level of anger I displayed that has left me shaking.

hugs appreciated;

In celebration of Canada day, I've published the sequel to "Tinker,Tailor, Solider,Dot".

If you like it, please let me know!

https://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/fiction/85698/tinker-tailor-s...

My daughter Samantha has won an award from the transitions group she has been part of for the last year. It is an award based not just on her academic success, but her attitude, her kindness, and her overall progress.

When you consider we were told when she was a baby that she might never progress beyond the toddler stage, I couldn't be prouder of her.

found an interesting short film about an intersex woman:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ELcdw8LbGpM&t=606s

I'm having some issues with the revised version of "The Saga of E-Girl". A paragraph will start out fine, and suddenly break and put the rest on the next line, even after I had backspaced it into the proper position. Suggestions?

Well I've given myself a project.

I was making another story in my "Superiors" universe (Which I used to call the "E-Girl universe") and went looking at "The Saga of E-girl for some details, and realized that I'd changed a few things in the universe other than the name. Added to that is the fact that "The saga of E-girl" was the very first story I made here, and I'd like to think I'm a slightly better author now, and I think what I need to do is totally revamp it.

Wish me luck ...

Well, my brother went into surgery to remove his prostrate glad, which has stage 2 cancer.

Nothing we can do but wait for word on how it went.

Right now I feel a little like the woman in the scene from the movie "airplane" who starts panicking, and then the whole plane lines up to slap her.

When it's not depression, or PTSD, it's my gender dysphoria taking it's turn at kicking me around, and that's where I am right now.

Ah, well. This too shall pass ...