This is my boring update.

* Last night I got back from class in time to watch HIMYM, then posted about the snow, and then went to bed.  W00t.  Okay, I puttered for about an hour, but still, that's about nine hours of sleep.

* This morning at the Davis T there was a woman who said, "Do you want a free granola bar?"  I took one, despite the fact that they're often unappetizing energy bars.  It turned out to be a Quaker Chewy granola bar (Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip!) -- complete with a laminated business card.  On one side it said:

Yes...it really is free!
We hope this small gift brightens your day.  It's a simple way of saying that God loves you, no strings attached.
Let us know if we can be of more assistance.

And on the back is basic info (logo, contact info, worship times, map) for Hope Fellowship Church.

* I finished my root canal this morning.
It was far less traumatic than last time.
I still have to call Dr. Cook's office to get a permanent crown put on it [will do that tomorrow when I'm at work with easy access to all the schedules], and I'm to take ibuprofen (anti-inflammatory) for the next 24 hours, even if I don't think I need them.
I felt dizzy, which was disconcerting, but it only lasted a few hours.

[Oh, I meant to say but neglected to: I keep thinking of C.J.'s "emergency root canal," and I really think they must have had wisdom teeth removal in mind, 'cause you really don't get that cotton mouth thing from a root canal.
Not that I recommend root canals as funtimes, though. I endorse yearly dental visits -- though Trelawney hadn't been to a dentist in five years and had basically perfect teeth. (You can get a free exam with Tufts Dental School, and if you need the right kind of work done you can get it done for free 'cause they have a student do it as their final exam or something.)]

* I went home for food, drugs, and Internet, and then went out again (encountering less pleasing persons than the granola bar girl, btw).

* I went to the glasses place in Central Square and picked out new frames -- which may be ready tomorrow!  I still need to call Blu to make an appointment to get my hair cut.

* I bought groceries and ironed my blouses.  (I also dropped the iron at one point and gauged the back of my hand -- thankfully not with any hot parts.)

Best Lesbian Erotica 2007 (ed. Tristan Taormino, 2007) [2007-03-02]

My favorite parts of this were the thought on pr0ning from the Introductions rather than any of the stories themselves.  How's that for a ringing endorsement?  (I also wasn't big on the repeated use of "slit" and "hole," though I liked the creative ways of talking about unshaven crotches -- "bearded" and "fur.")

Since people asked last time, I'll comment on each story.

( Foreword - Tristan Taormino )

( Introduction: List, Conquer, See - Emma Donoghue )

Okay, so the stories.  This more of a "reaction" than a "review" post.

( spoilers for stories in this collection abound, obviously -- as do digressions into what I personally find hot and further digressions into identity issues... this is all still expected, right? )

And this is the update my parents probably skip over.

lilithchilde pointed out to me: alien_altars: f/f cliche fic challenge.  None of the cliches pique my interest, but I put the information out there for interested parties.

What has caught my interest is the girl!Sam/Dean that musesfool and luzdeestrellas are writing in the comment thread of an entry luzdeestrellas started thanks to a conversation with ignipes about competitiveness in sex (specifically talking about Sam and Dean of Supernatural -- original post contains spoilers for "Home," fwiw -- but it reminded me of Macha's Nice Southern Girls -- which I just reread and which totally feeds my fantasy life re: a particular relationship-which-will-not-be-consummated).

Thinking about personal kinks (in narrative/fantasy/life) and the perennial "People should write more of [blank]" question prompted me to finally finish my writeup of "Best Lesbian Erotica 2007."  Near the end of Emma Donoghue's Introduction to the collection, she writes, "I was surprised by how little anal sex came up this year.  Lynna Jamneck's story is one of the only ones to feature even an uneasy moment of butch-butch desire."  My immediate response was to want to write femmes-with-strap-ons in like every fandom I know.  I remember being hesitant to write/post one of my fireworks [an f/f porn battle this past July] fics because it involved a woman fucking another woman with a dildo, and I was aware that there had been some mini-furor about that.  [I I hadn't really followed it, though I could guess at the arguments -- variants on: it says that women can only have sex with other women by imitating the way men have sex with women, which then brings in issues of heternormativity, patriarchy, etc.).  My rationale was that I was a (queer) woman writing sex that made me happy, and wasn't that what this was all about?  We can also talk about the danger of policing people's fantasies (and even their bedrooms) and how you're still letting the patriarchy set the standards and all that -- but unless someone is gonna come here and actually tell me I'm being a bad feminist and/or queer for wanting to fuck people with strap-ons and/or write about women doing the same, then I think we can just move on to the porn writing.  I neglected to close that square-bracket, didn't I?