Ding, dong, DADT is dead!

Archive for March, 2011

It seems we’re moving forward on DADT.

Captain Awesome texted me today with some welcome news: she’s going to get training tomorrow about the repeal of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell. Her unit got handouts about it today.

I am very glad about this. For one, it means the new law is probably going to go into effect soon. And for two, she’ll finally get trained on how to deal with all those GAY PEOPLE. I mean gay people are dangerous. They mess you up in foxholes. They get at you when you’re in the shower. Hide your husband too. I’ve been really worried that she might get attacked by a gay.

I sure wish I could be a fly on the wall during the training. (Captain Awesome is good at remembering facts and numerals, but she never tells me all the details I want to know about social interactions.) They must have worked for a long time to figure out how to talk about queer people without saying anything discriminatory. And I bet a lot of the straight commanders are uncomfortable with the topic.

I’m glad I don’t have to worry about The Gays attacking Captain Awesome anymore, but I do wonder when she’s going to get training on how to deal with straight people. ‘Cause I’ve been worried about THEM pulling some shit too.

Updates to come — and also look out for updates concerning my move to Militaryville NEXT WEEK. Shit’s about to get real.


Spring is here!

I’m feeling good today for three reasons:

1. I’m done working in an office! It’s great how much easier it is to face the world when you have things like freedom and autonomy. (Of course, I’m also unemployed now.)

2. I have a new computer! Actually it’s not new — it was new in 2005. I got it for either Christmas or my eighteenth birthday — can’t remember which, because the two are so close — and it crapped out on me two years ago. I faithfully hauled the thing around, and now when I actually need a computer again, I was able to get it fixed instead of shelling out twice as much for a new one. Go me! The dude at the computer store said it would only last a year or so, but we’ll see. He also said they were only built to last three years, and this one lasted more than four before it crapped out the first time. And overall, it’s six years old. It’s a trooper. I give it two years, if I don’t screw things up for it by spilling juice on it. I’m trying to treat it like the octogenarian it is in computer years.

3. It’s spring! You can’t help but feel good when it’s spring.

The clock is ticking.

In case the lack of posts didn’t clue you in, I’ve been ridiculously stressed out lately.  I’m moving to Militaryville in two weeks, and it’s ridiculous. I’m trying to make sure all my affairs are in order at my job, which is hard because I stopped giving a shit about three months ago.

I have to pack my things. I have to finish everything at work, including coming up with a piece out of my ass before tomorrow. I have to arrange to ship my piano.

Captain Awesome and I are feeling the strain of being apart and are snapping at each other all the time, forgetting how nice it really is to be together. I’m not unduly worried about this because every relationship has times of strain, but it’s still stressful. It’s stressful for me and Captain Awesome to be on unstable ground because we usually fall back on each other for support in times like this. Not only does she have her own tension involving me moving and other stuff that has nothing to do with me, but our relationship has become PART of the tension. And of course we picked this time to talk about having kids, which we have different feelings about (mine: no.  Hers: It could make life meaningful), so that’s stressful too.

My first instinct is to go and talk to her in person because 96% of our arguments wouldn’t happened if we were near each other, but of course I can’t do that for two more weeks.

Everyone around me has been wanting to hang out because they know I’m leaving soon, but I’ve been blowing them off totally because I’ve been in a pissy mood for two weeks straight.

But mainly, I’m excited! I like the stress that goes with moving. I think if I ever stay in one place for too long I’ll die from straight-up boredom. And Middle America….wow, I’ve never really been there.  I mean I’ve been through Montana and Dakota on the train, but I’ve never spent significant time in this interesting geographical and political landscape.

Most of my stress comes down to one thing: I want to GO already!