acres and acres and it's all mine
Aug. 4th, 2010 01:13 amDon's home from Out West.
He looked like a cyclone hit him, some of which I have managed to repair but I suspect sleeping in his own bed and having a safer space in which to be sad will be helpful to the rest of his recovery. That I am incredibly unlikely to suggest a steak house for dinner (him being vegetarian and all) is also likely to be helpful. (Yes this actually happened, and yes everyone involved knew Don was a vegetarian, and no it wasn't the only food option even on the same block.)
lizbee linked to Wiki's take on the Australian History Wars, and although I've only so far managed to skim read the main points, I'm a bit distressed at how similar it is to the Canadian History Wars. I'm not surprised by any stretch. (If I felt like I was up to finding some sort of balanced discussion of them, I would link you to it, but since I have Opinions on this matter - and since Opinions on this matter are the sorts of things that Get One In Trouble and I will be looking for a job at some point in the future - I'm afraid you'll just have to believe me. Or ask a Canadian historian who killed Canadian history. Or wait until I get riled up about it again and throw caution to the wind. It should only take a few days.)
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bcholmes has reminded me & Don that, according to our current government, we are not classed under "Canadian". This makes perfect sense now that Don has renewed his Dutch passport. (Also, apparently the Conservatives do agree that most rapes go unreported and that this is a problem? That's awesome! They will, of course, immediately put more funding into programs that deal with that problem, yes? I should call someone up tomorrow and get them right on that.)
I'm exhausted. My husband is home. Life is better.
He looked like a cyclone hit him, some of which I have managed to repair but I suspect sleeping in his own bed and having a safer space in which to be sad will be helpful to the rest of his recovery. That I am incredibly unlikely to suggest a steak house for dinner (him being vegetarian and all) is also likely to be helpful. (Yes this actually happened, and yes everyone involved knew Don was a vegetarian, and no it wasn't the only food option even on the same block.)
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I'm exhausted. My husband is home. Life is better.
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Date: 2010-08-04 01:15 pm (UTC)Taking a vegetarian to a steak house ~shakes head~ ugh!