I spent most of yesterday at ZAPP working on the zine. I got the pages in the mock up, and gave myself some serious carpal tunnel pain from using their old manual typewriters ( Read more... )

This zine is kicking my ass.

I'm exited about it and truely motivated to spend all day slaving over my drawing board, but I'm completely blocked. It's a strange sensation to be revved up and so unable to write.

1.Hillside Quickies hooking me up with some Mac'n'aise

2.No math home work.

3.Vegan french toast for breakfast.

4.Guy Clark exists

5.Anticipation of a night of punk rock fueled diving fun

Life is good...motha fuckah.

My kid sister just called and interviewed me for a project she's doing on trans people for her health class. She took the topic over from a kid who didn't know what the hell trans issues were.

The bottom line:
My sister loves her big bro and doesn't care if her class knows he's a tranny.

So, there is this guy at work ( Read more... )

Does anyone else remember the Magic Schoolbus?

The Magic Schoolbus was more or less the shit.

My boss's boss came by to see A-- today. She was happy and smiling and combative by turns so we retreated to the bedroom in between times. The last time she chased us off the boss man, who I have had alot of contact with because of this client, shifted uncomforatably and started this exchange ( Read more... )

I am increadably ready for summer.

I went outside two hours ago to find my car missing.

Now a decent chunk of my surgery money is gone.

The moral of the story children? pay your parking tickets on time.

Fuck everything I just said.

I worked A--'s house tonight, "I wanna be yer friend, I yike you! I wanna hug you now."