Not quite what we planned...

Today is the day when I return the 6680. Can't save any of the photos (unless I e-mail then to myself), can't really save anything as I don't have the cable required for data transfer.

Went shopping yesterday. This is a noteworthy thing because I hate shopping, and I especially hate shopping for clothes. And yesterday I bought two pairs of trousers (OK, so Jae paid for the other pair but what's hers is mine and vice versa)! After the shopping, we ate at a restaurant and nearly had to roll ourselves home.

Went for a nap, planning to get up in an hour or two, chat with my sister, erase the phone memory (and possibly e-mail some photos), do the dishes and watch some TV. We woke up well past midnight.. Sis has been asleep for hours, can't really do the dishes (and make noise), there's nothing on TV any more...

Oh well, we'll get up early in the morning, now I'm off to bed again.

Testing Nokia 6680...

...and mobile blogging. I wish this were easier and cheap!

A few facts about my being out...

...Just in case.

I'm pretty out at my workplace, now that I have a steady job. When I was temping, it didn't matter so I never told anyone. Now it would be rather difficult to chat with my workmates and constantly omit the fact that I'm married to a woman, living with her and doing just about everything with her..

Same goes for friends and relatives. It's just much easier to be out.

If, at a hospital or some such place I'm asked who my next of kin is, I tell them it's my wife (and if asked, mention that the person is my wife - not a sister or something like that). Once, a receptionist asked me if Jae was my spouse and I replied that yes, and that in a few months we'll be officially married. Her response? "Oh, how wonderful!" - and that was quite sincerely.

So far the only case (my homephobes and relatives excluded!) of a less than neutral response was from a woman I used to carpool with. Positive responses have been numerous.

Phobe or not?

I have this workmate, who tends to call anything unpleasant (or anyone stupid) "gay" or "fag". If we don't get some materials on time, it's "Why are those fags just sitting on their asses?"... and if a machine isn't working properly, it's "This fucking gay gadget always fails!"

When I confront her on this, she just shrugs it off as "a habit" of speech and says she doesn't mean anything by it. One day, as some materials fell on the floor, I exclaimed, "Why don't these goddamn straight things just stay where they're supposed to?" - this was right after she'd commented something about some "gay" materials. She laughed, then told about my comment to some other workmates.. and still completely missed the point.

One day I got pretty mad at her and said I didn't want to work with a "fucking hetero" like her.. but that only shut her up for a few days.

I had such a nice week when she was on sick leave. Last night she was back.. and I seem to be stuck with working with her.