December 2010
Drunk tumbling is the new drunk dialing...
Why phone just one person, when you can post it publically for the world to see?!
Don’t remember writing that post last night. Saw it this morning. When I got to work. On time. Like a mother fucking badass.
Drunk.
Right now. Have to be at work tomorrow at 8am. It took me 5 minutes to type two sentences. Drunk.
PSA
Thinking with the cray, not okay.
Try being LOGICAL, folks! It’s healthier and more beneficial for your relationships. Use now and get a side of stability for free!
The grocery store.
I went to the grocery store tonight when I returned home to Boston.
When I came up to the check out line the guy bagging asked me:
“Do you want paper or plastic, sir?”
I had my head turned as he said this and I smiled to myself. But when I turned to answer him, he faltered, stuttered, and quickly said:
“Uh, ma’am, sorry. Ma’am.”
He then went ahead and...
I get by with a little help from my friends...
It has been a couple of years since I have really enjoyed Christmas. Previous years have just been about the stress. Christmas has just been a fleeting moment of detachment from my usual place of stress to return home and be faced with other family-related stress, while at the same time immedietly feeling the need to return to my other life of stress…
Money is always an issue. We make a...
Last Night...
I had a dream that went like this:
I could fly. But it wasn’t a typical flying dream. I wasn’t just gifted with the ability to fly, I had somehow figured out how to do it on my own - it was partly my own body, partly some sort of contraption. Either way, flying. Above all of these people I knew. Faces I recognized. And everyone clapping and cheering and amazed at me.
And I was just...
Things I can't do in the morning because it makes...
1. eat.
#damnit #adultfail
looking better in men's clothing than women's did...
Exactly.
stuffthatdidnotmakemetrans:
it just made me bad-ass.
Submitted by imthatboi.
My good energy to Bo tonight
It's a legitimate concern, try not to laugh...
It does make me sad listening to so many of my good friends talk about the wonderful, loving committed relationships they are in because it still all seems so foreign to me. I still feel so awkwardly inexperienced when it comes to love compared to everyone else. And I still wonder - just sometimes - if perhaps I’m not made for that type of love. Maybe it will just never be for me.
And I...
Unless you love, your life will flash by
Narnia has been found!
5:15pm tonight, Friday December 17th.
Expect pictures next week.
This shit is amazing.
My workday has included:
1. Marmosets
2. Cookies made with Bacardi 151 - and yes, you feel it after one
3. Obtaining access to my own personal Narnia via the only door that opens to the mysterious “10th floor”
4. I’ll let you know how #3 goes in about an hour….
Trying to pinpoint...
What is it that I’m dreading so?
And now time for some lists:
I fear…
1. …knowing what I want to do in life and knowing it’s unrealistic
2. …not getting out of this job soon enough
3. …I won’t be able to go back to school
4. …I’m not cut out for love
5. …I’ll never find someone who is cut out to love me
6. …my head will always fall back into dark places
One last little follow up...
The person whose ignorant comments concerning the trans community sparked a giant response from so many awesome people, responded to my own statement with this:
“you guys still aren’t answering my question…
if you were born a female/male, felt UNCOMFORTABLE BEING ONE(doing the “normal” things society has deemed “gender specific”) so you change to a male/female but you want to do things...
Best things to do when you're angry...
Numbers 3 and 5 are my favorite. Woops.
nancehickey:
Comfort smoke
Comfort eat
Comfort drink
Comfort sex
PUNCH SOMETHING
My response...I was heated, what can I say?
Now, fireeyedboi definitely said it more eloquently and with more grace, but after reading the hurtful words directed at the trans community that someone posted, I also felt the need to respond. Thus…
I felt a need to respond to your rant concerning “sexuality, gender identity whatever you wanna call it bullshit” just as other people did, clearly. Your words were hurtful. And...
And now an interlude...
This text exchange with my brother, Ian, tonight:
I: Madi stop listening to the black eyed peas - would you club a baby seal to death with a stick with nails in it? Would you! You sick asshole.
M: I’M NOT LISTENING TO THE BLACK EYED PEAS! EXCEPT FOR ‘DIRTY BIT’ BUT EVEN A CLUBBED BABY SEAL WOULD DANCE TO THAT!
I: Shut up Matt! Don’t listen to their shit or I will tell...
