A male to female transgendered woman is paying for her appointment with her cosmetic surgeon, and upon signing the receipt also hands him a card with the words "Thank You" on the front. He opens it up and smiles, truly touched, with good humor as a tinny rendition squeaks out ( Read more... )

Tomorrow I leave for Winnipeg with Steve to meet his parents and stay with them over the weekend. I'm a little nervous, but I think all I'll really have to do is shoo Steve out the door for the first evening and get drunk with his parents. He'll come home to his father wearing a lampshade sitting outside of a fort his mother and I made out of couch ( Read more... )

Something is eating my face, and as a default the doctor gave me antibiotics again. Even though I told her I've been on them eight times already this year.
There is a large spot on my cheekbone of raw, sensitive, oozing skin, and everywhere around it is bruised. Yesterday it was the size of a dime, today it is the size of a nickle.

Awesome.

Ha HA! Man, this feels good ( Read more... )

Fanfare and jubilation.

I was getting a ride home from a friend of a friend this evening, and we got to talking about growing up in Anchorage. We discovered that we had gone to the same middle school and at that point I said "I wonder if we ever spoke to each other back then ( Read more... )

Two days home in Alaska so far. The first time I go out with friends I get thrown into the dashboard and windshield of Kevin's truck as he nearly runs a red light and then we get pulled over by the cops ( Read more... )

Happy birthday to my dear friend and mentor RC, who taught me the ropes of slam poetry when I was all bright eyed and bushy tailed. Thank you for everything, RC.

Also, today is Josh's birthday. Even though his livejournal account was shut down after the accident, he's still on my friends list. Miss you, buddy.

 Hilarious misspellings on my last name:

Smith-Hissler
Smith-Hitler
Smoth-Heisler
Heisler (they left the Smith out all together)
Smitheistler

I love it. My name is spelled differently for almost every single show I've ever performed. I don't want it to stop. 
But for those curious, the actual spelling is Smithhisler.

 Sometimes I worry that I'm a sociopath... which probably means I'm not, if I worry about it, but sometimes I look at the people I'm supposed to love and feel nothing. I know there's a large propensity for violence in me, but I have only acted violently in controlled environments (competitive fighting) or when I was attacked, or defending my sister ( Read more... )