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Genderdeer. The meat was paid for, but the bones were stolen.
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in reply to @amagire's post:
whoof. best of luck.
I hope you have a nice homecoming afterwards, at least. for me it's always like the day after you stop having a cold, when you feel that sudden rush of appreciation for being able to breathe through your nose. only instead of "breathe through your nose" it's "do about eight different things in a row they would disapprove of, but ha ha they can't stop me now"
I've had many years to think about it and given the baseline level of "we're all medical professionals, and related to you, and that makes us entitled to your private health information", I've concluded that just not saying anything will completely drive them all spare. they're too Midwestern to directly ask "so hey, what's your gender situation", and if this is the only fun I get to have then I'm having it.
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