As performed over breakfast cereal...

Gay Pride Week
First, Happy Pride Week to my gay and lesbian friends. As I said to one of those friends, "You get out there and be PROUD dammit!!"

Speaking of Pride Week, it is in full swing here in Atlanta. I went to the drugstore to get my birth control prescription depressingly filled. While waiting for the drugstore to complete their battle with my insurance company, two gorgeous French boys wandered to the back of the store to pick up some "party favors". As French boy #1 picked up Astroglide, I wanted so badly to say, "That's great for sperm motility!" but I couldn't remember in the three long years of high school French, Madame Fields ever teaching us the French word for sperm... or motility, come to think of it. Ah, well. My smart ass comments were saved for the blog.

Road Trip
Brad and I roadtripped to Birmingham yesterday.. for the hell of it. Sometimes you just have to GO somewhere.

Beautiful city!! It was nice to escape Atlanta for a few hours, and even better that our destination proved to be a welcome change. As long as I've lived in the South, I've never visited B'ham, other than a swift driveby down I-20, en route to Texas. I am glad we finally did a tour.

Blogitics
I had been thinking about blogging. I took a half-ass journalism course last semester, in which the dumbass prof had no clue what a blog was. I raised my hand and enlightened the thoroughly fascinated class as to the nature of a blog and why it is an ultimately powerful medium.

The prof asked, "Aren't they all politically based?"

I scoffed and explained they can be anything. But ya know, as I think about it now...
(((JOHN KERRY 2004!!!)))
Barren-ess Ollie and her Fertility Challenged Friends may be more politically influential than we once thought. I did manage to swing my brother over into the light. I am thiiiiiiis close to pulling my father away from the Dark Side.

Sidenote: We have yet to see Fahrenheit 9/11. We are eagerly anticipating it, however. Not that we need further assurance that Bush and his cabinet are evil men.

Insurance companies suck
We got a summary of payments from our insurance provider yesterday. Of the total $8000+ cost of the d&c, Evil Insurance Empire is choosing to pay a mere ~$1000. This leaves us with the rest, we can only presume. We are eagerly waiting on the bill from the hospital as confirmation.

Meanwhile, I spent a good hour in a lump in the bedroom, weeping and pounding my fist into the bed (on a spot where I was picturing the personified face of the whole company). This comes on the coattails of said insurance bastards covering neither my birth control nor the medication for my acid reflux (in spite of the fact that earlier this year I had a nice esophageal ulcer).

*stomp*

Comic Book
I am hard at work scribing the first action sequence of The Infertile (In-fer-TILE)and Hormona. It is soothing. I have a ton of plotlines and have to keep jotting them down on Word so I don't lose any of them. Likely, I will also design a webpage for them before publishing online.

It's great to have outlets.