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The New Yorker is a Tool of Empire
The New Yorker makes the Empire look good. The New Yorker make Empire palatable to liberals who need to feel good about themselves ( Read more... ) -
We Fight About Money a Lot
Beryl is making six figures and I’m on SSDI getting just under 20k a year ( Read more... ) -
Afflicting the Comfortable
I have to admit that I’m the comfortable they’re talking about in some ways. As I recline here on our blue velvet couch from West Elm ( Read more... ) -
I had one Trans friend in this town and she died
Drug overdose. Did she do it on purpose? She spoke, we spoke of our suicidal feelings often enough. In the end I kind of don’t think she did. She had so much to offer. Talent, intelligence, beauty, integrity, music. I’m so angry. And I feel abandoned. I guess I am maybe making a new trans friend, but one doesn’t just replace the other. I’m 58. I ( Read more... ) -
Eclipse Edition
The Sun is partially eclipsed in New York City, and conjuct Chiron ( Read more... ) -
The End of the World
On February 27th, 2024, I seriously started to wonder if the so-called, “powers that be” were actually trying to prepare us for the end of the world ( Read more... ) -
I hate everything
My brain tells me this message over and over. I’ve learned that I should argue with it. It is not true. But the repetition wears me down.
I don’t hate the beach, the Cape, Provincetown, trans and queer community, many books, nature, animals, ice cream, chocolate, lobster, clams, avocado, mexican food, poetry, art, music, etc., etc.
There’s a lot to ( Read more... ) -
Back to bed
Somewhere I read the when asked what was the secret of her success, Anna Wintour said, “I don’t know, but make the bed.”
This is so true. But even if I make it, I’m liable to get back in it. As I have done now. Yes, I’m writing to you from my bed. I do most everything from my bed.
Today I’m meeting a friend later, but she has as much trouble leaving ( Read more... ) -
I was a garden-variety lesbian when I started this LJ
Back in 2005. Because I fell in love with a woman at work who was not my wife and I thought I had to have that.
Now I think I’m a love addict. I’m actually very catholic in my addictions. I’ll use whatever will ease the pain, besides drugs and alcohol which I do not do.
I’ll binge a pint of ice cream, but I’ve been trying to keep that down to once a ( Read more... ) -
Slightly Better
Today I went to my volunteer gig at the big gay center bookstore. It was a super slow day. I think we had 5 customers. No one knows there’s a bookstore there. It’s on the second floor.
I was immersed in queer culture, books, music, and art for 6 hours, and interacted with 6 ppl, and I got enough energy out of it to take out the trash and recycling ( Read more... )