I read today that a high proportion of Australians are deeply uncomfortable with their own nudity in a variety of situations, such as changing at gyms (they go into a toilet stall), or having sex with someone for the first time (they leave the lights off). I find this so weird.. so wrong that it is a part of our culture to be ashamed of our own bodies. then I saw a woman breastfeeding at a bench in the city.. under a blanket carried about all day for just that purpose. because, you know, breasts being bared for anything other than sexual consumption is just unacceptable. disgusting, even. who does she think she is, anyway, a human being? ugh. leave that human being shit at home.
well I had training all day today, on the administration, scoring, and interpretation of the 16PF. we administered it to ourselves. I scored very high on openness, abstract reasoning, sensitivity, .. hrmm I can’t recall what else. I should scan my graphs. it was great fun.. the most interesting assessment yet. probably because it was all about me.
I was slightly hungover. on the way home from work last night I stopped at Tempo for two beers with Vicki & Adam, then had two more at Ric’s a couple hours later with Jason, then one at Korean BBQ, then a fire engine at a rooftop bar with Storm that was so wanky it gave me a headache. the bar, not the fire engine. I wasn’t especially drunk at any point.. drinking slowly throughout the night seemed to work well. I was much less hungover than after Thursday’s wine adventures at Chelle’s. which is good.. being less hungover has been a major goal for me the past couple months. doing more rewarding daytime things on weekends… rather than trashy drunk all night things I can barely remember on waking.
tonight we watched True Blood, two glasses wine and cheese for dinner, then reading Catcher in the Rye. Jason thinks we should’ve done more.. gone over to Vicki & Chelle’s (like I promised to last night).. but… meh.