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Despite my lack of leaving my bed, let alone my house, I have had a really good weekend. I got to spend time last night talking to some of my favourite queer girls, watching the first 8 episodes of Season 1 of X-Files, am currently watching Season 3 of Buffy, and I got to go out to lunch with my parents.

The following two things made me laugh, which of course hurt a lot, but also made me feel all shiny and loved.

This was from last night:

This was from an email courtesy of Gayballs:
<<hey you wonderful post-op trannie
i hope your surgery kicks ass and is the best, most fun surgery ever.
i hope the doctor doesn't forget his watch in your butt or something.
i hope they feed you ice cream and make you smile and that jas is a perfect gentleman full of smiles and love after this.
i hope everything goes wonderfully and that you feel better about everything in the world afterward.
i hope they give you some good drugs that make you feel nice and make you orgasm everytime you sneeze.
i love you, God loves you, jas loves you, beth loves you, we all love you and are hoping for the best.>>

I love my friends. I am so blessed to have such wonderful and weird people in my life.