August and September are historically AWFUL? I don't know why, and I find it hard to come up with a rational explanation, but this year certainly has reinforced it for me.

I KNOW my life is hardly a shitstorm by any stretch of the imagination, too, which only makes me feel bad about feeling BAD, which is ridiculous. But here's a list:

-In-laws ( Read more... )

The vet had taken him to autopsy and cremate. He stopped by today to give me Pip's ashes and tell me the results. The autopsy showed a very large growth that extended between his throat and his nasal cavity. It's not clear if it was cancerous, but it was definitely unusual. The mass was large enough to thoroughly obstruct his airway. So it seems ( Read more... )

The Edge of Night
Home is behind.
The world ahead.
And there are many paths to tread
Thru shadow to the edge of night
Until the stars are all alight
Mist and shadows, cloud and shade.
All shall fade.
All shall fade.

Theory being that if you post short posts, you'll do it more often. Well, the in-laws are gone. I miss Chezzie-chan a lot; she's like the second little sister I never had. :) She and I could just hang out, ya know? That was very good. I even miss Penuche. Kind of. I love her. I really, truly do. But I don't always like her. She seems to actually ( Read more... )

…dead! I’m officially on a jury here at KCDC (writing this now, posting it later obviously) for a trial about MPHRGLMMMMMMPHBB between MMMRRRRPHLLLMRR and MRRRRPHBBBBBLMR. Which means I can’t tell you anything about it. But I’ll be busy today and probably through Thursday next week. I have Friday off, but that’s it. Wish me wisdom! It's a real ( Read more... )

Repro steps ( Read more... )

Driving to Seattle: $2
Parking at Seattle Center: $10
Having a pair of great friends run screaming out of the crowd into the Pride parade to hug you in front of everyone on 4th Avenue, telling you that they're SO proud of you and SO happy for you: Priceless.

 It’s Gay Pride time again, and this year I’m going to march in the parade and exhibit myself publicly as a transsexual. Since 2003 I’ve had the opportunity to march and proclaim myself, but something’s always come up and I’ve never gone. Most folks I know wouldn’t blame me for not going.  “Pride” is a strange word for what I feel about my ( Read more... )

My friend Jennifer Pozner is a feminist in New York who does amazing media critiques and has started a great new group called Women In The Media And News. Their new blog has a shload of great info on it, and it's in the running for an award. She'd like help in securing it, though. If you can, please spare the 15 seconds a day to help her out. ( Read more... )

This really ought to be backdated, but screw it.

I can't tell you her name, or the details of her story. She was sitting in the chair, slumped over, exhausted, staring at her hands. On each wrist was a six-inch bandage. Her voice, when she spoke, was barely a whisper. Her skin was much paler than it should have been, and her eyes had been burned ( Read more... )