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Sure, I have a lot more new stories about the goings-on at the museum. One thing I am doing for sure is really getting them ready for the big announcement.
A coworker Amanda was once doing her nails. When she finished she said "Who wants their nails done?" I put out my left hand and she painted a few fingers. I left it on, although many of my colleagues wondered why.
When asked why I am getting divorced, I replied "Because I can wear her clothes better than she can."
In our breakroom some of us were balling up paper and throwing it at each other. One guy told me I throw like a girl. I swiftly answered "Well, I am going to get a sex change operation." They all thought it was funny.
I had a doctor's appointment today but not for my transitioning. The endo does not want to start me on HRT until I register at a gender clinic, something I cannot afford to do right now. Otherwise I could have seen him today, since he was there as the same time as my regular doctor. My GP, by the way, is a young, attractive black woman. She was particularly hot today.
So far Josie is the only one coming up this way for the Night Out. She has a veternary conference to go to anyway, so it all worked out.
Lexi is still working out the details for her visit. We shall know soon.
Anyhow, I am tired out and going to sit in bed and do some reading. I have my regular shift at the museum, then our department is having a nice little party. Ought to be interesting.
