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 This is how I feel all the time.

Tonight at work was a nightmare. Scary-backed up kitchen, bitchy waiting customers, tables of terrible parents with throngs of ghetto children. For about two hours we were scrambling just to get everyone seated and let the kitchen get caught up ( Read more... )

Kay. So I usually don't like to admit all the trashy social sites I go on (except facebook), but this is just too amusing. Tonight I was on my account on a website called www.stickam.com. You create a profile, upload pictures, videos, voice recordings and such and then can "go live" which means that you basically have a chatroom anyone can access ( Read more... )

Okay, so I know I never post in this. I always mean to but I decide that it would either be a depressing, moaning rant which the world could do without, or I can't find the time or place to write about the good things that happen in my life. Now that I'm back at university for the new year I'll probably find some time to write in it more.

In ( Read more... )

From Mary Zimmerman's Metamorphoses.

EROS AND PSYCHE

[Music. Transition. A raft, covered in red fabric, and bound with gold rope, is placed in the water. Q and A enter and sit on diagonally opposite corners of the deck. The doors open and EROS enters. He is winged, naked, blindfolded, and carrying a golden arrow. Throughout thee following, he will ( Read more... )

After thinking about this a lot in the shower today I decided to document outstanding moments of drag incidences in my life. This ranges from dress up as the pink Power Ranger to making my first downtown drag performance, including artistic influences.

Michael Lyons’ Lifetime in Drag Milestones

Childhood
I remember going into my mother’s closet and ( Read more... )

 So every once and awhile I'll turn to whoever I'm with, point to a person or a picture of a person and go, "See that person there? See them? I made out with them once." Those who have been through the routine before either laugh or go "psh, whatever," sometimes people who haven't will go, "Really? No you didn't... REALLY?!" and I'll try to ( Read more... )

If I had to see my first vagina I'm glad there was two of them, on stage, having feather boas being pulled out of them.

Don't worry, five minutes later there was a really sexy penis flopping around stage. 

If they ever make a movie about my life the opening credits scene will show me quietly mixing chocolate chip cookie dough. I'll look up at the clock and it will be 8:49 pm. I will go "Shit!", throw the cookies into the oven, run to the fridge, grab a bottle of Vex and rip the cap off with a can opener. As soon as the bottle hits my mouth "Bad ( Read more... )

These past few weeks I've quickly settled into home at Pond Road Residence. I love it here because it feels more like home then either St. Stephen or Calumet ever did. I'm not sure if this is because of the enviroment I feel at Pond, that of a beautiful and caring community with good friends inches/floors away (despite those I truly love being ( Read more... )