I hate it when there are things that I want to write about but can't because of HIPAA

There are some topics that are hard to write about without sounding cliche and I think that pride is one of them. I am an EMT, an emergency medical technician. When I decided to become an EMT I had no idea what impact it would have on who I am as a person. In the five years that I have been doing this I have learned much. I have been educated in ( Read more... )

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian ( Read more... )

*sigh ( Read more... )

I still don't know what I want to do. Why is it that I can never seem to have any direction in life? I was motivated to go to Pittsburgh to pursue my education as a paramedic because I was in a job that I grew out of and thus going to work began to be a chore. Now I just feel that I'm becoming stagnant; what is there here for me?

Lately I've been finding myself with a great urge to return to Pittsburgh. To strike out on my own again; forge my own identity. To find a new job, get setttled and go back to school and pursue a B.A. in photography. But then I end up having a great conversation with a colleague in which I'm told that the people who matter think that I'm "an ( Read more... )

As some of you may or may not know I am a musician. Every now and then I will hear something that I've sung hundreds of times and the lyrics will hit me. Well, that's what happened with this one particular song. So here, enjoy, an excerpt from Finale B from Jonathan Larson's Rent~Matthew ( Read more... )

It’s not very often that I send out request or information such as this, but this is, of course something that can have a profound effect on me and many people who I am close to. Please, if you wish, take a moment and read the information below and follow the link to voice your support to your local legislators about this very important bill ( Read more... )

So, after listening to one of his songs on an HRC Compliation CD I decided to go out and buy a Rufus Wainwright CD. This dude fuckin rocks.

Ou est mon maitre le prince rebelle
Qui va fermer toutes ces fenetres
Ce sont ces fenetres autour de moi
Ce sont ces fenetres qui m'appellent,
Qui m'appellent

~Rufus Wainwright's Rebel Prince

Yet another year has passed and I'm another year older but nothing has changed.

Still single
Still alone
Living with my parents again
In a career that I love but a job that I hate
Still depressed

Yeah, happy fuckin birthday to me.