Lazy Sundays

My favorite kind of days.

Though I should be doing my laundry. But I am not out of socks and underwear yet so I am good.

I spent part of my day updating my I tunes. Somehow, songs got doubled and tripled up. So I had to delete stuff, download more and then up date my I pod. I need a new one with more memory though. I am quickly running out of room.

Work is, well, work. Enough said.

I shaved my head this week. To support my scuz in her fight against breast cancer. She is rockin' the bald and so am I. I will keep it shaved as long as she has no hair. When she starts growing it back, I will grow mine back.

I have to admit, I love being bald. I get "Sir" a lot more often. Less wondering looks. Plus, it is REALLY easy to get ready in the morning. Though my head gets cold at night. I have worn a toque to bed to keep it warm.

I have an orange tabby hanging around my place. No. Not Monty. A different one. Rumor has it, his people moved and left him behind to fend for himself. I have caught him in my place a few times. Chowing down in the food dish. My three seem to have no objection to him. He is inside right now, sitting at the bottom of the stairs. He looks so tired and beat down. He let me pet him and even gave me head nuzzles. He needs to see a vet I think. Looks like he has ear mites. And his eyes look funny. But that could be because he has been on his own for a while and not getting enough to eat everyday. I am going to let him stay as long as he wants. If he keeps coming around, I will take him to the doctor. Tell them his story. Maybe they will give me a break on the bill.

Why are people so cruel? Pisses me off to see pets abandoned like this. What did this guy do to be left behind? Nothing. Someone just decided to adopt him them throw him away when they didn't want him anymore. He is not an object. He is a living, breathing creature that deserves to be looked after and loved. And if he will let me, I will love him.

As I was out doing some running around today, I seen a young lady and her dog standing by the big department store. Her sign said, "Travelling through. Broke and hungry." So while I was picking up some kitty litter, I bought them a few cans of soup, some juice and a small bag of dog food. It was no skin off my nose to do something nice for someone. I might be broke and hungry one day. I believe in karma. It will all come back to me one day. And for a more selfish reason, it make me feel good to do nice things for someone. It can be as small as holding a door open for someone. It makes me feel good. I was raised to be a gentleman.

My shots are still going well. I am noticing a lot more hair. On my belly. My shoulders. My thighs. My upper and lower lip as well as my chin. I may actually get to shave soon. There are also some other physical changes I am noticing. My shoulders are getting broader. Even my chiropractor commented on it.  That makes me happy. I have always enjoyed my broad shoulders. My biceps seem to be getting bigger as well. No. I am not working out though I should be. There are also other parts of me getting bigger. Private parts. I was told this could happen. And it seems to be. I wonder just how big this part is going to get. That is all I am going to say about that.

I think I have mentioned I am 6 months into my 1 year real life experience. I still can't believe it. I can remember be so upset that I would have to wait so long for anything to happen. But now, it feels like time is flying by. I know I still have a long wait ahead but I am hoping it will go as quickly as the last 6 months has.

Just to be clear, I have been going by Dustin for well over a year but the official name change didn't go through till 6 months ago. It had to be official in order for it to count. I also need to see if my appointments Dr. Warneke count towards seeing a gender a specialist for surgery. See, he is in Edmonton. I am not sure if MSP will recognize him. I hope so. Then I don't have to start over. And it will be one more step towards my end goal of surgery.

Wish me luck.

The Bro Code Article # 44

A bro never applies sunscreen to another Bro. ( Exception:  If the Bros are within 7 degrees latitude of the equator)

Dustin