Major update!!

It's wierd... I realized today that I'm so used to getting scrapes and bruises from working with metal, that I don't even really notice when I get them at home. There was a time that the drama that would directly follow a paper cut was worth an oscar I'm sure! Just now I was cutting up strawberries with a pearing knife and jabbed my finger. Didn't break the skin or anything, but the ease at which I took the prick was interesting.

Hypoactive Sexual Desire Disorder- Inhibited sexual desire (ISD), sometimes called frigidity, sexual aversion, sexual apathy or hypoactive sexual desire. There is a study happening right now that anyone who feels they fit into this catagory can be a part of. They are testing for a drug to battle this disorder. Is this then the female version of viagra? What is normal in the homosapien world? We are striving to become so perfect that if you sneeze a slightly off shade of green mucus, you'd be thought of as plague ridden. There is a term for just about every function considered abnormal to society. We can't get over excited about our world without being considered ADD or is it ADHD now? There is no dancing spontaniously in the rain. That will get you a quick trip to the RO and I'm sure a multitude of pills to curb that urge again. (which reminds me of a story from my past... I was waiting for a bus in Vancouvers skid row one fine evening, pacing across the sidewalk from the street to the building I was in front of and back again. It was a boredom thing, nothing more. As I peacefully paced, a man came up to me and smiled at me quite knowingly as if we shared a deep secret and said "Yes, us crazy people have to stick together". So pacing... denotes insanity... Well it was a beautiful clear evening anyway, even to one such as I with my cracked mind.) If your born with a slightly more or less sexual drive you've got a disorder. We are setting ourselves up to become so dainty and ready to stuff different tablets into our system at the smallest whim of something not right about our physical structure that we'll have to be sure to get those AI robots in working order tout suit, because we will be too mesmerize with our perfection and too breakable i'm sure, to actually live our lives. Yes my french spelling is just as bad as my english spelling.

So we are in negotiations at work now. Time to renew our contract for the next three years. I have discovered that I cannot schmooze among a room full of men. I walked into the hall we rented for our vote to strike meeting and lost my voice. I just stood there watching everyone (ALL male) shake hands and talk trade. I could not come up with a single intelligent thing to say to even those I knew. How sad is that? I think I have a disorder... hyposhyness. So it is official! I am now a signed member of the Sheet Metal Workers Union. Of course I had to be in order to vote, but we'll bypass the obvious and move along to the excitement! So here I am working in a predominately male field, but loveing it! I'm sure I'll get comfy around the man factor and have them all under my thumb eventually! I have faith in myself!! My cryptonite has made it's way through my impenitrable wall of insulation that lines my nose and throat. Not sure how it happened, or what bit of cilia is responsible for letting me down, but I had a horrible cold a few weeks back. First since I started work there actually. I figured it was due to everything I breath in there. My own personal health plan floating in the air, wow they think of everything!!!

My bank card was compromised! It was exposed and made vulnerable by another! For shame!!! The SCANDAL! Well actually the bank won't tell me who they believe marred my innocent cards reputation! So it was cut into tiny pieces and I got a new one. Note to self... [use td bank machine and cash more often, less debit!!!]