Sun, 17 Jul 1994

Dear Diary,

Having no net.access, I called Steve, one of my colleagues in the math department, and he invited me over for the evening. Steve has been the most supportive of my colleagues. I'm sure he doesn't understand a lot of this, but he is very pleased that I am happy. Steve has been a true friend.

It's a pleasant 7 block walk to Steve's from my apartment, and I took the time (early evening) to look at the trees and flowers along the way, spotting the occasional cardinal flitting by and listening for sounds other than passing cars. When I got there, Steve was just finishing watching "Sandlot" with his daughter Sarah. It seemed a harmless enough movie, although very reminiscent (to the point of plagiarism) of The Wonder Years.

Steve and I spent the evening listening to music, from Tracy Chapman to new age to medieval folk songs to even a Monty Python bit.

We shared stories of our past, which is always fun to do with Steve. He is 6 or 7 years older than I, so we are close enough in age and temperament to have complementary stories. We also drank a couple bottles of wine between us and he asked about how things were going as to getting ready, so we talked about that for awhile. Steve is one of the most accepting individuals I have ever met. He's not gay himself, though he got out of military duty during Vietnam by claiming it. He has two favorite cousins, both women who he suspects are lesbians. When he told me that one of them lives in Provincetown, RI, and the other in Santa Cruz, CA, I thought that there was little doubt about that :)

All in all, the evening was very pleasant...just the sort of relaxing evening I was hoping it would be (and usually is at Steve's).

Steve is going to be moving. :( Peggy (his wife) has already moved, having taken a librarian position at Chapel Hill in North Carolina. Steve will be following her to NC when he can find a job there. That's one less reason for me to stay here. I will miss Steve.

I did pick up on the fact that next year's Mathematics Convention is in San Francisco (moved away from Denver because of Amendment 2). That will be a good reason for me to return there to see my friends again. I dread going through the cattle call job market they have there though.

I'm seriously considering foregoing the graft portion of the surgery. My penis is not as long as it used to be, but it's still over six inches when erect. I realize that this means I wouldn't be as deep as other women, but I'm not interested in having sex with men anyway and I think about whether or not I would heal faster without he graft. It is something I need to consider in the short time I have between now and surgery.

Love and Peace,

Robyn

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