rm | longer thought about this later

I think I get the most emotionally caught up in my status BS in a bad way when my "very fictional life," as I call it isn't taken seriously.

More specifically, how many of us pay lip service to the idea of "chosen family" or "created family" but still don't really treat such connections as seriously as biological or legal connections? One could argue there are logistically valid reasons for that, but is life really lived on logistics? I suppose this is iterations #904539054 of my complaint about the phrase of "just friends." I realize, of course, what it's supposed to mean, but it always sounds like an oxymoron to me, how can you be calling someone a friend and neglible at the same time?

I go do stuff now before I get cranky.

Oh, speaking of cranky -- if you're following the Gather dramarama -- apparently homosexual marriage will make your health insurance rates go up.

Tomorrow's SFF column that I won't even work on until tomorrow night is going to be "Does Cyberpunk Still Matter?"