Way to Go, America!

Unexpectedly (to me, at least), the SCOTUS did the right thing. I am now legally married to Shawn on a federal level. That's pretty awesome, I have to say. I might have cried a few tears listening to the president's speech.

Can I confess something? I didn't even know this was coming. The person who first told me about it was my friend IN WALES. (I don't watch the news. The other day, my friend Eleanor and I were talking about happiness and I think the real reason that I feel happy 75% of the time is because I never, ever watch or otherwise follow the news.) It's probably just as well that I didn't know to anticipate it, because I would have thrown up worrying.

Pride is going to be awesome this year. I mean, technically, I think it starts tonight. There may be dancing in the streets.

What's funny is that I was talking at the coffee shop about how far we've come in such short amount of time. When my friends and I started what we called BAGLS (the Bi-sexual and Gay/Lesbian Society) at Augsburg, we had to fight the administration AND WE GOT DEATH THREATS. For real. Now, Augsburg is one of the region's leaders in dealing with things like transgender dorm housing. I mean, I can't even... It's kind of stunning the distance we covered in thirty some years.

So that's a yay.

The other thing I wanted to write about was my ability to kill computers. I've struck again. Somehow, randomly, I killed my Mac. Remember the one that I had to get a new hard drive for about a year and a half ago, because it randomly stopped turning on? Yeah, well, apparently now the "bracket cable" has spontaneously gone bad. Maybe. Or the hard drive died again. If it's the cable, replacing it costs me $50.00, which isn't bad--certainly cheaper than a new machine. If it turns out to be the hard drive: Bye, bye, Mac. Thing is, the second he booted the computer up, the genius at the bar said, "Oh, well, your battery is pretty dead, too." I knew that, and there's really no point in putting in a new hard drive if the whole thing could go kaput again in no time.

Honestly, I do NOT know what I do to these machines.

The "e" key was starting to pop off the keyboard on it, too. I guess I'm just hard on computers. Somehow much, much harder than your average user. I mean, okay, I have been known to maybe, accidentally have taken the Mac into the bathtub with me, but come on! I can't be the first person to do that. Also, I don't go to a lot of unsafe sites (aka porn)... actually, if you don't count the stuff I write and, I dunno, Tumblr, I NEVER do. So... I don't know why I'm special like this. Frozen turkeys are my fault, for sure, but hard drives just deciding to quit and cables giving up seems very... super-power-ish.

I think I'm the anti-Tony Stark. He builds the things; I break 'em.

I'm on the Squee, as I call the Asus Eee netbook, which was given to me by Eleanor's partner Patrick. It's a nice little machine and, because this happens to me SO REGULARLY, I was constantly running Crash Plan, so I lost none of my data. The document I was working on, I saved to Google Docs right before I closed it down, so the only thing I'm behind on is... remembering all my passwords and getting access to all my usual things.

I don't understand this curse of a super-power, though. It's weird.

So, anyway, go, USA; boo, super-power.