finally, a keyboard again!
The rapsberry pi simply couldn't keep up with my typing speed. The phone is so tiny I keep hitting the wrong letters and it's awful going back to fix a million times.
Well I was itching to be able to just sit down and free flow type again. It's become important, even if I don't need it often. I was on the way to buy a twenty-five dollar typewriter when someone else got there ahead of me. Miffed, I decided to poke around a few pawn shops, starting with the one closest to where I was parked. Well they didn't have any typewriters. They did have this laptop. It's fast enough and light enough and was cheap enough. I am glad I forced myself to wait until I would be grateful for anything, even a weak old laptop. Frankly, this thing's in good shape and a good brand. I don't know it's age. I was going to try and find out but got distracted.
It lets me connect all my harddrives, my phone, a chosen mouse and keyboard, and it's got a nice clear screen. I was going to use the phone to OCR my paper typing when I wanted to upload it, like for here perhaps.
I've been pondering my life of late. People now presume me male on default. That's fresh, and weird, and exhilarating and terrifying! I've been thinking about all the times I was prejudiced against for not behaving in an appropriately feminine way. For not trying harder to conform. For being difficult, weird, "very honest" "real" and so forth. How I love standing in a parking lot talking about cars. How I never got to do that because I was female. How misogyny complicates the trans experience for transmasc persons like myself. In a way, we're held down lower even than trans women, who are kicked around pretty badly. But we have the added weight of misogyny bearing down on us. We're expected to conform to some pretty rigid standards and the rules are set by people who intend to keep women under the thumb of the men. For one of these persons to then stand up and demand the full consideration of the dominant sex is punished severely. Transgender people face much higher risks of every cruelty society can dole out. Emotional and physical abuse. Social abuse and exclusion. Marginalized employment opportunities and therefor income levels, with the resulting loss of resources and supports. Naturally, being this abused, we also have a lot more baggage and a lot more going on in our heads.
I just think of all the times someone pushed me away from an engine or took a tool out of my hand or told me flat out "no" when I wanted to participate. Now, when I go in and ask for items for my vehicles I expect to be given real answers and no smirks. That includes on the phone. Oh yes oh my it's been hard to get service. I felt out of place and stuck out like sparkly nail polish on a welder's thumb. Everyone stood away from me and avoided looking at me and the workers were always reluctant to serve me. Seriously. I don't know what about me it was except the effeminate body and high pitched voice.
I really like my voice so much more now. It's lower and fuller and richer. When it's not cracking or reverting, LOL It's low far more often and I can deliberately induce a low full voice if I'm thinking about it. I have to properly speak up for that, but when I do, oh boy.
The other night a couple were quarrelling behind my fence. They paused right by my back gate so he could threaten to assault her. That's when I decided to do "something." Well I snuck up and opened the door and shouted "No" like they were errant dogs or children. My voice boomed like a giant and they each jumped a meter high and scrambled, uttering profanity and shrieks. Once far enough away to assess that I didn't have an axe in my hand, they fell back to quarrelling. So the world turns.
Yah, ok, I've run down for today and will see you later. I really want to find out what year this PC came out.