who only by moving can balance

1. I think when I get around to setting up the blog about shit that didn't annoy me it's going to be called Trying Patience (in a similar vein to the blog post the other day entitled to be found wanting, i.e. I am attempting patience but also and simultaneously shit annoys me).

2. I am having a lot of very grumpy feels I am contemplating trying to articulate on the general topic of People Criticising Christianity Wrong, by which I mean "people criticising it in such ways that are Obviously Incorrect from an in-group perspective/given a little more knowledge, but are considered funny by out-group, in ways that make it harder for people like the kid I was to leave because they're stuck defending this shit from people who appear to just be Wrong", and clearly some of that is likely to be an autism problem But.

3. Relatedly, I am cross about this snarky post doing the rounds on tumblr about how people should maybe CONSIDER volunteering at a soup kitchen or a shelter instead of going to CHURCH on Sundays, because of a whole pile of reasons that boil down to (a) fuck off I don't have to dedicate every fucking hour of my life to helping other people, (b) I am more effective at helping other people if I spend some time dedicated solely to looking after myself, (c) for me this is usually therapy but fundamentally the reason the Abrahamic religions encourage people to attend services/pray at least once a week is that theology-as-repository-of-psychosocial-extelligence has noticed that we work a fuck of a lot better if we spend at least an hour a week reflecting on choices we've made and actions we've taken and what we want to do and be, (d) historically and traditionally women have gone to mass every damn' morning because it was the only time they ever got to themselves when they weren't looking after other people, and (e) see (2).

4. Now I am waugh-ing a bit about having to choose which surgeon I want. Probably what will actually happen is I will throw myself upon the mercy of my various mates wot have had top surgery and get them to tell me who they like (who am I kidding, I'm basically just going to get them to reassure me that they're very happy with Yelland's results).

5. Lorimer had apparently not realised that a bunch of us who do the top surgery thing take advantage of slow nerve regrowth to get our nipples pierced while they don't actually have sensation.

6. There are actually bits of tumblr that are making me very happy, too, though! kaberett is basically a repository of Pretty Pictures, slanted towards blue stuff + botany + mineralogy + scientific illustration + skyscapes.

7. I had a really good conversation with sebastienne after last week's Elementary about ethics and story arcs, and maybe I will get my act together to write it up.

8. I am reading Nnedi Okorafor's Lagoon and am kind of frowny-faced about some of the character arcs. I will perhaps write this up somewhere other than my spreadsheet; not sure.

9. Kew currently has orange-and-purple-and-green tulips in flower and they're great and I like them.

10. Wheelchair is inconveniently broken (but not in ways that make it unusable). Dentist is pleased with me. Sunshine happened. Weird slightly distant sad-feelings will hopefully go away when I sleep (or at least recede for a bit).