finished it

I finished Bedsit Disco Queen by Tracey Thorn last night before I fell asleep, so that's two Books of the Week down, although I needed an extra week for this book because last week I was pretty busy with both work and socializing.  I recommend it if you're a fan of Ms. Thorn or Everything but the Girl.  She writes about her life and the music industry with charm, humor, and insight.  It's an easy read, with pictures and song lyrics.

So next I'll attack This Is China: The First 5,000 Years, which is a collaboration by over 40 contributors and editors who had previously put together a much larger (20x) encyclopedia on the history of China.  This is the $10, 152-page "executive summary" of a 5-volume set that costs $800 and is intended for physical libraries.  The preface claims the work is non-political;  I'll let y'all know whether it is any good.  I'm excited to read my first full history of China, though.

I wish I could read a book on each country's history, but there's about 200 countries, depending on the criteria used for recognizing them.  At one per week that's a four year project all on its own.  Though, some countries might not have a user-friendly history in English?  It seems there's not a good one-volume study of Mauritius, for example.  At least not on Amazon, maybe a research library would have something.

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I'm hungry for breakfast, and I have an early morning meeting, then I'm probably heading to the condo this afternoon.  I should do some yoga today before I dive into my butt toys.  I'm excited about two days of butt toys after a couple weekends of splitting my time between T&B and myself.

Friday afternoon off!

I quit work at 1pm and DID NOT bring my work laptop with me to the condo :-)  Freedom!  Freedom!  Bug is on the loose!

I still have my Blackberry app to check emails, but leaving my work laptop behind feels so liberating!!

I'm expecting two nights here, but I'll check with T tomorrow; he wasn't looking thrilled as I left, but perhaps it had nothing to do with me.  His life does not revolve around me, and I did give him a chance to weigh in on my upcoming absence.  If he actually wanted to spend time with me, I'd gladly do that, but I don't want to hang out as his emotional support human while he plays video games all weekend.  I suspect he occasionally has individual visitors when I'm not there, and keeps quiet about it.  I could surprise him by turning on the front door camera, LOL.  Nah, I don't care, I don't need to spy.

Chatted with K again this morning, he was up late, I was up early.  He sounds like he misses me :-)  I miss him!!  Soon we'll both have our shots and can plan trips back and forth, but neither of us are eligible yet.

Put the FMJ back on when I got here.  Maybe next week when I wear it for a run I can apply some silicone lube to my cock before I head out, maybe that would help?  Worth a try as I wait for my cock to adapt to the FMJ's solid tube.

My weightlifting has slowly but steadily been improving and so have my muscles, as in visibly so.  I'm starting to look like a fucking jock in my tighter t-shirts.  Legs are also looking better from the lunges and squats.  I probably haven't worked out so regularly, routinely, since I was living alone in SW DC, back during the first GWB administration.  When we return to the office I'm gonna wanna keep working out this often, which will be a challenge with the commute.  If I can work from home two days per week it will be a lot easier.  Or I could just work out early in the morning instead of surfing the Internet and typing in my LJ.  But T and I might start competing for gym time then.

I'm happy that I've kept my Book of the Week thing going, even if I did lose a week.  I was afraid I couldn't commit to it when I fell behind, but it was really because work and socializing spiked, and because the book itself was so distracting, leading me to pause often for listening to contextual music.  I can read super quickly when I concentrate.

I'm excited that I might start finishing a book per week as a habit, there are lots of books I would like to have finished.

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Horny Bug, caged again, watching porn and warming up my butt -- 75 days since orgasm, and I've stuck to my new regime of no orgasm until another fella gives me permission in person, or I pay a fine.  The public promise to all of you, plus the sizeable fine, have kept me in line for 75 days.

It occurred to me that locking up my cock like I do could be viewed as gender nonconforming, another point in my nonbinary column.  Also, relying on butt toys, bottoming, and fisting for my sexual pleasure, instead of topping or masturbating.  Since writing that essay "as a nonbinary" I've thought more about how AMAB who is sexually/romantically attracted to males is VERY MUCH gender nonconforming, but back when I was 17 the main identity option for this orientation was "gay" not "nonbinary".  I think if nonbinary had been an option when I was a teen, I would've embraced it back then, or even earlier, perhaps even in elementary school (it's why I wrote on Reddit about ANAB).  To me, nonbinary just makes sense -- doesn't require much adjustment on my part, it simply expresses my pre-existing nonconforming status, especially at this age.  [And I'd probably have found myself attracted to some AFAB nonbinary folks if they'd existed back then.]

I may have sounded sort of skeptical of the whole nonbinary thing in my essay, but I was more skeptical of how various people perceive the requirements or culture surrounding the identity.  I'm totally pro being nonbinary myself, and affirming other people as nonbinary.  I kind of wish everybody were nonbinary, I think the world would be a better place.  I own a t-shirt that says "Gender is Fake", but neither T nor K liked me wearing it, I'm sure for different reasons, but it is confrontational rather than self-affirming.

But Gender is Fake.  Gender is Fake!!

So is race, but that's another essay.

et tu, T?

T has his vaccination appointment, for Monday.

Everybody is getting shots before me!  Wahhhh!  Not fair!!!

Sigh.

Actually, I've worried T is at more risk than I am, because of all his health problems, but his eligibility was not based on his health problems, but on his Continuity of Government status -- basically his job is way way too important to let him die.  Unlike my job.  I can die just fine.

I didn't turn on the camera, but,

It's not my fault, T has turned every part of the house into a limb of the house-resident AI's nervous system, so, I can see when was the front door last unlocked (or any other door/window opened, or closed).  Because, of course, I locked it as I left, like a little bread crumb, and ... yeah, the front door was unlocked about half an hour ago.  Why would that be?  Bug can speculate.  If Bug had turned on the front door camera, then Bug would know more, but so would T, because he would then see I'd turned on the camera, but, hey, I'm just looking at the log, and, the front door was unlocked about half an hour ago.

Which is fine!  I wish he'd tell me about these assignations, that would be splendid.  Or maybe he ordered a pizza.

Me, I'm doing no assignations because I'm NOT GETTING COVID, BITCHES.  Heh.  Also, no pizza, because I don't eat at the condo while I'm playing with butt toys.  That would be counterproductive, if you do the math, or the plumbing.

Listening to Pink Floyd's The Dark Side of the Moon, because that's what K's suggested music reminded me of, and it is one of the best albums of all time (except, white guys exploiting the black woman soul singer in the background).  I got to listen to it during a Planetarium show when I was in high school, we had a fuckin' planetarium just a couple miles from my house in bumfuck Newport News and on Friday nights at midnight they'd do a Dark Side of the Moon planetarium show, and they didn't care if you showed up intoxicated, which we did,

Science used to be cool like that, when I was a kid,

memoir Bug

I think I could write an awesome memoir, (actually) (I'd have to stop using this word, "actually", I use it too much)

wait, this is the album of the year, fuck

Vertigo Days by The Notwist, I bought it when it came out but, fuck, 

no matter,

No matter how happy you various substances and algorithms and beloveds make me tonight,

I'm still a Green Communist.  I'm giving you up :-)