1. I've come to realize that my last kiss - was beautiful ( Read more... )

i'm drinking beet-dandelion leaves-spinach-celery-apple-grape juice.

i'm playing a samba concert tonight at a World Beats show.

I'm getting a laptop in a couple of weeks. a pc, I'm waiting for the new Microsoft Vista to come out - the OS to replace XP.

Also, I'm being interviewed by my friend Emily, who has begun a Community Shared Agriculture on her farm, for a work exchange position this summer. I'll work one day a week in return for a whole bunch of organic vegies.

Today mel and I bought a car: a 99 Saturn station wagon. It's perfect, and beautiful. Both our names are on the registration. Pretty serious, huh ( Read more... )

I was pulling out of my driveway today, of course there's a cop car filled with two of them. I looked defiantly, probably seethingly at them, because they harass me because of the way I look. (hmm.. what's it like to be black?!) Anyway, so I keep going, and in my rearview mirror of course they do a 3-point turn so they can follow me. Pig fuckers. ( Read more... )

I just finished a zine for my WMNS 120 class. I think, it's awesome. (My teacher even demanded to keep her copy.) It's an intimate portrait of myself, and my thoughts, on Life as a (sexual orientation and other) Minority, Body Modification, Conformity, Gender, and some Guerrilla Theatre ( Read more... )

mel made it to the other side of the anesthesia. i am humbly thanking all the universes for this. it is crazy, sitting by the bedside of someone you are crazy in love with and seeing them in the most vulnerable, tender of states. thank you to carrie - who doesn't read this journal, but oh well - for coming with and making it go so smoothly. we ( Read more... )

it had been a long, long time. I was actually growing a beard. (about 3/4 weeks.) Anyway, I shaved off even the goatee that I've had since I started T (2 years ago now). It felt good. I saw my face, and I look female. Mel tells me I look gender fuct. And it dons on me that I really like this. I want to stop taking T, maybe, a la Leslie Feinberg. I ( Read more... )

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There's this guy that I knew in the military, a few years ago. I left the military because it was homophobic, let alone trans-phobic, and I wanted to transition. Anyway, so I saw this guy, let's call him Ben (I forget his name), a couple weeks ago at school. We recognized each other immediately, we talked, and I wondered if he noticed that I ( Read more... )