to the blogosphere.
HI.
SORRY I DIDN'T CALL.
I've been busy. Wait, that's a lie (and trust me, that line usually is).
So about thanksgiving-ish I found out my parents have been reading this thing (and the livejournal before that, and the xanga before that)- which means I've had lots on my plate. Writing knowing they are reading changes the dynamic. But I don't want it to.
I guess now I've officially come out. Genderqueer + here, FTW.
Let me give you a brief update so we can return to our regularly scheduled programming!
-My hair is now delirium colored. like this:
-My best friend cat came to visit for the holidays.
-I grew a rather sizeable crush on a girl who likes cutting and pasting and films and cuddling and dirty texting.
-I am having an existential crisis about life/love/the pursuit of happiness/NYC/no direction home/ being lost/being found/motivation/size/weight/art & the lack thereof/etc
-I am tentatively thinking of becoming a sex therapist/counselor
-Found myself obsessed with the Metric "Grow up and Blow Away" album
-Took pictures like this:
-Took a whirlwind 24 hour trip to Iowa at 4 am with friends. Didn't make it to Iowa (snowstorm) but did get to have an eternal sunshine-esque moment at lake eerie.
-Tried eggnog
Happy merry everything. Here's to us all.
6 comments:
Last night I wrote a long letter about being busy.
When you described your crush I was like "wait, that's me...but we rarely talk, so it can't be me." When do I get to meet her?
I left facebook because my mother sent me a friend request.
It was an invasion of privacy, I felt.
Holidays are so much fun..............
a letter about being busy, interesting concept. She is not around right now. If things actually work out, you can meet her in the far off future.
Alain- i don't really care much for privacy more about judgement. But i'm glad we both agree it's odd.
And yes. holidays. when shit hits the fireplace.
we missed you!
-we as all the bloggers im assuming, okay maybe just me then
Happy new years!
Thanks poon. It's nice to be back.
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