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[rm]

I am waiting for the Callen-Lorde center to call me back. I am headed into work in teh meantime, as now I know that any atempt at normal food is complete idiocy and misery, I'm managing this nightmare pretty well. Hopefully I can get an appointment somewhere today, because waiting this thing out seems so not on the agenda.

Part of me is having an adolescent fantasy involving paying for services there with my parents' credit card in a "how not to come out #6853" gesture.

Meanwhile, something about being ill last night made me not give a damn enough to finish the draft of some het for Descensus that's been sitting on my harddrive for months, so hopefully you'll see that soon.

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[redstapler.livejournal.com]

*raises hand*

Er, how does paying for a doc's visit with your parents' card lead to you outing yourself?

[rm.livejournal.com]

Callen-Lorde is a well-known gay and lesbian health clinic.

[redstapler.livejournal.com]

Ahhh...

I didn't know that.

I'm apparently not hip to the gay and lesbian things I should probably already know about...

[marzipan-pig.livejournal.com]

I never remember who the Callen is (Michael Callen, a singer maybe? Gay white man with HIV? I keep thinking of Bronski Beat but that can't be right) / Audre Lorde (black lesbian poet, died of I think breast cancer).

[marzipan-pig.livejournal.com]

http://www.callen-lorde.org/about.html

The Flirtations (How did I get Bronski Beat out of that?)

[fuyukodachi.livejournal.com]

You should call them again when they open. Sometimes the receptionists get pretty busy and I've had them be flaky with callbacks because of it.

[rm.livejournal.com]

Yup, I did and I'm going in at 2:10, and it costs exactly what I thought it would and what I needed it to.