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Been thinking about future LJ entries today…I hope that LJ is around for as long as I’m writing…what’ll my friend’s list look like? Will Little Lexie Luthor write her Cyber-uncle? Will I have to make entries hidden from my future children, so they don’t know that the old man still finds the wife gorgeous, and made out with her in every room of the house while they were away at band camp?

*imagining

January 27, 2035…

She still thrills me with just the thought of her touch after all these years…the grandkids are adorable, too… they have her hair, and her beautiful smile. I remember posting pictures of the children here, and now they have peewees of their own…

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Ack… how to manage a friend’s list that spans generations? Maybe Brad will have developed some manner of intelligent sorting, or a direct LJ knowledge transfer by then.

My little virus or bug or whatever is mostly faded. I usually burn of nasties in a much more swift way… It must be German, too.

Getting a little writing in today… I think that seeing my love getting her creative juices flowing has inspired me to do the same.

More to follow….

*note – I love her!

(I know it, she knows it, and heck, just about everyone reading this knows it, but it’s so central to my life, I figured it was due repeating.)

At Last
By: Etta James

At last….
My love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song….

At last
The skies above are blue
Well my heart was wrapped up in clover
The night I looked at you

I found a dream
That I could speak to
A dream that I could call my own
I found a thrill
To press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known

Well….
You smile….
You smile….
Oh, and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
For you are mine at last…

I found a dream
That I could speak to
A dream that I
Could call my own
I found a thrill
To press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known.

Well….
You smile….
You smile….
Oh, and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
For you are mine at last

Oooh, yeah
You are mine
You are mine
At last….
At last….
At last…
At last….

hmm…

my score on butch or femme

ANDROGYNE
Your score placed you in the category of Androgyne. This is the true middle of the road, neither butch nor femme. You may also wish to review Soft Androgyne and Hard Androgyne, the two categories surrounding you. In a ranking across the femme/butch gamut, if 1 is femme and 100 is butch, you fall between 48 and 52 on the scale. For a review of where you fall in the overall population in numbers, refer to this chart. Your group encompasses folks of all types, genders, and orientations, though is not as large a part of the population as the hard and soft androgynes surrounding you.

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You are the best of both worlds, and have absolutely no feeling of being either femme or butch. You see yourself as “you” and that’s all that matters. You dislike labels, surprised yourself by even taking this test, and are now laughing as you identify with this definition!

You switch roles fluidly without thinking from nurturing/subordinate to providing/leading as the situation demands. You are often a jack or Jill of all trades and master of a few, but not all.

In clothing you go for the practical, not always bothering with the concept of neatness if that interferes with comfort or the time it takes to get dressed. Wrinkles don’t drive you crazy, though you do prefer to keep reasonably up to date in your style, without going to any extreme in it.

You are shy in many ways, being intimidated by overt aggression as well as complete silence in a conversation. You tend to babble to fill silent space and clam up when confronted.

Odds are good astrologically that you are a Libra, Pisces, Gemini, or Aquarius.

You’re willing to try anything once as long as it does not pose a risk to you. You’re also good at doing just about any job, as long as you find a way to get trained for it. Physically, you’re average in fitness, not being overly concerned about being either “curvy” or “chiseled”. If you are female and have some endowments, you wear a bra in public but not at home.

For partners you are comfortable with all types, for you are a peacemaker and changeling at heart, changing yourself to fit the situation and avoid hostility. You aren’t a doormat, though, and do express your opinions.