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I think i defeated yesterday's onset of negativity. I came home, did laundry while fixing a yummy dinner with Christine and watching Bones. (Ah yes, yet another perfect TV show to accompany dinner. Bring out the unrecognizable corpse.) After laundry was folded up, i tucked myself into bed to read. There was exercise and a few other things to do, but i'd pretty much used up my will. Cookies called and a novel seemed like a reasonable escape route.

I probably need to plan my moments upon arriving home as i did more often. I've tried creating rituals of arrival, but my difficulty with habits along with not quite finding the way to accommodate the tides and crests and troughs of energy that aren't quite predictable has stood in my way. But last night, it worked.

Unfortunately i stayed up late reading, so i'm a bit groggy today. I don't feel beset by the negative thoughts i had yesterday afternoon -- i could tell my questioning the value of participating in twitter & facebook had far more in common with depression thinking than with a decision about how to spend my time. I posted, "Baby ducks swimming swirls into a pollen covered pond & sundazzle in the fountain. Home, to hours more daylight!" as i left the office, a bit more of the will to normalcy.

This morning i've notice my brother is not coming, which is disappointing but returns to my time and energy budget a large chunk.

Must sort out my day, i guess.

Well, that wasn't a sorting out. Another mailing list had an article about a Tennesse couple, Jo Rittenberry and Jeffery Phillips. The reporting is ... afternoon talk-show sensationalistic. I'm so happy i'd read the Jennifer Boylan NYT editorial yesterday that elegantly put forth the incredible ambiguity of status that marriages involving a transgender partner can face. Jo Rittenberry's patdown upon entering the Tennessee prison system for domestic assault against a relative and criminal impersonation stemming from allegations of credit card fraud in 2004 ripped away the legal recognition she and her husband had as a married couple for the previous couple of years.

This bit from the Leaf Chronicle is particularly infuriating as one wonders just how this "phone interview" was performed. "Hi, I'm a reporter" or "Hi, i'm calling from the state office of records"?

Rittenberry claims to have had a male-to-female genital reassignment surgery in 2003 at the clinic of Dr. Pierre Brassard and Yvon Menard in Montreal, Canada.

Brigitte Morin, medical secretary at the clinic, said in a phone interview that Rittenberry was on file as a patient at the clinic under the name Terry Jo Colby. But, she said, no sex reassignment operation was performed and no documentation was given to Rittenberry verifying such a surgery.

Morin said any letter submitted to state officials stating otherwise was not authentic.