So mom blows into town, eyes my surroundings, my clothes, and decides we're going shopping.  She ends up bringing me to Target, where she gets me a new toaster (awesome, convection style) and some sports bras.  While I'm frolicking about amongst the various unimoobers, a young bald-headed punk in a red-vest nearly plows into me as she turns a ( Read more... )

OK!  I will then ( Read more... )

Or at least, fixing to.  My job usually has direct deposit on the 20th, but apparently both managed to lose my timesheet whilst at the same time not finding this important information to alert me to... so I remained blissfully unawares until I looked in my account to find, unsettlingly, nothing there.  As I peer into the empty vastness of my ( Read more... )

*headkeyboard ( Read more... )

I called my mom today, to see how she was doing, father's day and all.  Her fiance, L, is on his second round of chemo for some nasty malignant melanoma that's spread to his lungs and likely his brain too.  He's bald(er) now, and tired a lot, but has been doing really surprisingly well.  The lesions dont' seem to be very interested in being ( Read more... )

~Mark Raymond Ballin~
Halloween '46 - Spring '05.

"I will never regret, and I'll never forget what we had, I miss you dad- this frog and his boy."  
-Tom Smith, Jim Henson tribute

Hug your dad for me, y'all.

Well, I've resigned myself to the fact that I won't be able to cuddle with Utah Phillips this year at the folk festival.  I was hoping circumstances would permit, but, I'm kinda thinking I should leave A her space while things are still sticky, and she I'm sure will want to go.  I know I know it's the grown up thing to do, but dammit, I wanna ( Read more... )

Father of mine, tell me where have you been ( Read more... )

I'm dwelling tonight. I'm feeling more of the grief tonight. For some reason, when we first broke up, I went through a lot of emotional turf that didn't look so much like this, it was a lot more self-protective... anger, frustration, guilt, exasperation, all of the above, but not grief. Not really.  I was so hard wired into damage control mode that ( Read more... )

I just found Meryn Cadell's livejournal. Now I hadn't heard anything from this spoken word and song artist in ages, the last album I got being bombazine, years ago. When it came out, Meryn was a cute blonde dyke I had the hots for. As it happens, now Meryn is a cute blond trannyguy I have even hotter hots for! He's based in BC and Toronto, ( Read more... )