Finding Safety

Woke up crazy early and wasn't able to get back to sleep. And on my way out of the house, I saw a dead mouse. Head missing, abdomen torn open. Fuck.

Despite having a ton of work, I couldn't stay focused on anything, so I barely got my work done, but didn't get ahead. Instead, I argued all day on a PinkNews story about Chechnya opening concentration camps for gay men. I suppose it's a mark of progress that no one was there defending the camps themselves, so all that's left to fight with are trolls who want to use this as an excuse to ban refugees or hate all Muslims. Chechnya is overwhelmingly Muslim. But that, of course, means the victims are also Muslim, and at least one person refused to accept the existence of LGBT Muslims. I don't understand anyone having a religion, but I don't need to. One of the other commenters tried to say I defend Muslims but attack Christianity. My commenting history is public and that's bullshit. In going back through my comments to make sure, though, I came to the conclusion that I am sassy as FUCK.

Bryan was home when I got back, watching Vampire Diaries. All night long. He did later ask if a friend could come over, and they got into some sort of argument, with the friend slamming the door as he left. LJ, which has been owned by a Russian company for a while, finally moved the servers over there, and has apparently instituted new TOS policing speech. So I started the process of moving my blog over to Dreamwidth, which uses the same code as LJ, but is open source. I even bought a year's support

Peter texted, and a couple other people, but I was so exhausted, I just jerked off rather unsatisfactorily and crashed.