I was doing okay at the regular update thing there for a little while, but as so often happens, life got in the way. C'est la vie, here we are, back for part 3. Oh wait, this is part 4--damn, I was so proud of that rhyme. "Naomi," I said. "I don't think that it's …
Continue reading "On My BFF, pt. 4: You’ve Got to be Fucking Kidding Me"
I am interrupting my telling of the story of my BFF and me to finish a post I started to write on my phone while sitting on the toilet last night. A toilet in the women't bathroom of the bar I was attending for St. Patrick's day. This post was fueled first by Peroni, then …
Continue reading "Drunken Thoughts, pt. 3 (and On Renouncing Privilege, pt. 2)"
(Note: I found as I wrote this that it ended up being much longer than anticipated. As such, it will have to be broken up--sorry for that.) When I first revived this blog May 18th, 2018, I had just turned 28. My birthday was always sort of a depressing event for me: I can remember …
I know I promised my first coming out story in this post, but as I began to write it, I found that more exposition was necessary. Anyone who has read even a couple of posts on this blog knows that I have a very...meandering writing style. Some of that is due to its nature of …
"You've got to be fucking kidding me." In one of my first posts on this blog, I mentioned that I might eventually write about other people, but only with their permission. Well, Naomi* and I have talked, and after seeing that I have readers that number in the dozens, she has decided that the promise …
Here I lay, alone in the apartment for the first time in...God, has it been a year? More? Ages. I drank a lot, but less than I might've liked. And it's 4:30 AM. The 27" Sony Trinitron is playing Cowboy Bebop episode 3. It's amazing how good older stuff looks on a high-end CRT through …
Look! I added a subtitle to my already-cumbersome blog post naming-scheme. Woo! As of today, I'm about 4.5 months into transition. More people than I can number know that I'm trans at this point, and more people have been told than I know. With only a couple notable exceptions, the response to this has been …
Dear Younger Mes, There's a lot of you to address, so you're all going to have to wait your turn (I can't believe I'm talking to you all like this). I guess, let's do this chronologically? I dunno, that seems to make the most sense to me. Okay, let's go, then. To my youngest self. …
I have found that I may be the only transwoman who is into folk metal as a genre. Why? Probably because, for whatever reason, interest in Celtic and Norse language, history, and culture has been adopted by fascists and white supremacists. I hate fascists and white supremacists. I have even begun entering into the quagmire …
I find it interesting that, one month to the day from my last post, I felt compelled to write another one. Coincidences, and all that. After watching A Star is Born with my ex/bff last night (which includes a very emotional suicide scene), I made the comment that while I could still relate with what was …
