September 28th, 2010

Willow

Tired and grumpy

Ugh. I had a day. Why do those always follow productive ones?

It was hard to go back to work after a three day weekend.

I had a mixup with the TNT delivery guy - which was actually sorted by the end of the day and only involved me getting cross once with a phone person for no help anyway.

And then I got really nothing done this everning when I got home.

Except my tooth hurts. It always hurts. But tonight when I looked at it whilst trying to sort a mouth ulcer that I have, thank you Crohn's, I realised it looks scary and maybe I need to go to the dentist.

And my whole mouth hurts from the Crohn's. And maybe the sore tooth.

Ugh, I had a day.

On the upside, I started the September block for the quilting bee. I always forget that a block takes me 3 nights to do. And I always think I'll be able to finish it in the one go. And I always get disappointed when I don't. But the good bit is that I'm really happy with how it's looking.

And now I will take my whiny arse to bed.

Willow

If you don't understand my anger ...

Recently I was having a conversation with a friend of mine about anger in the feminist debates. He thought it was about not wanting to let go of the emotion for fear of the issue no longer seeming important (if the discussion was done more calmly, I guess). I tried to explain that, actually, no, it's just anger making to be constantly devalued and sidelined and then told that's not actually happening to you.

But Tempest explains this far better when talking about reactions to racism and bigotry:

People need to understand that prejudice hurts in all its forms. No matter where that prejudice lies along the spectrum from major to “minor”, it hurts people. Real people. Not just ideas of people. If you hurt me, and I react in anger, and you react badly to that anger even though you did the hurting, who is the jerk in this scenario? If you cut me, why do I need to spend hours and days and weeks explaining to you calmly that I do not enjoy bleeding...