Rehearsal had been going well. I’m kind of slow when it comes to picking up choreography, so I was really pleased that we’d knocked out most of the moves for “Sh-boom” as performed in Crybaby. I ran down to my car to grab my Drag Bag, which had a CD so that we could bring the music to the open-mic drag show we’d be performing at. I ran back upstairs. Read the rest of this entry »
Life has been good to me, as of late. Read the rest of this entry »
Happy New President Day! On my Facebook profile, I have my political views listed as “Ambivalent”. The roots of that word are “ambi-”, which means “both” or “many” and “-valent”, which means “attracted”. I am attracted to many political ideologies, is all that means. “Ambivalent” is not analogous to “apathetic”, which would imply that I don’t give a rat’s ass. I do. I just wanted to clarify that, on this quite historic day. Too frequently people have confused the two, and I’m really quite tired of it. Anyone who knows me knows that I’m just as politically involved as the next person [if not moreso], though not necessarily through the most-recognizable channels.
I witnessed this historic event the best that I could, watching a live feed from some news agency projected on a wall in a giant room. The place was pretty packed with people getting really into everything. Some were quietly tearing up; some were crying more visibly; Ella was cheering and pumping her fists exuberantly.
It was a good speech. A good series of speeches, even. Extremely poetic. But in the end, of course, it was just words. I will move beyond cautiously guarded optimism as I start to see more than patriotic heartstring-plucking videos and images and montages with beautifully-crafted speeches reverberating concurrently. It’s not that I hate the guy. It’s not that I loved the last guy. I just take politicking as just that; politicking. And it is great if politicians actually believe in all the lovey-dovey bipartisan let’s-work-together schtick that they’re throwing out there. However, as the saying goes, it takes two to tango, and so adversaries must, as Obama said, unclench their proverbial fists for anything to happen. And in these situations, my experience rails on my hope, guffawing loudly and proclaiming my optimism the fool for having the wool pulled over hirs eyes. So, in commemoration, a haiku.
politics, my dear| burns have left me cynical | the burns are from you
I freaking finished this meme. Please don’t expect me to keep updating every day, now. Because I won’t. Read the rest of this entry »
I’ve stuck with the meme for this long. Wowzers.
Meme Day Seven:
01) Sleeping in a little bit. 02) E-mail from Meredith O. 03) Leftovers. 04) String of awesome lights from my Father’s Sister. 05) Delicious fair-trade lemon-lime pop from Epoch. 06) Corduroy. 07) Platonic soulmate date forthcoming.
That’s pretty much the story of my day. Other than that, I’ve been inexplicably exhausted. And now I’m going to watch Pan’s Labyrinth with my soulmate. It’s going to be awesome. Assuming I stay awake for it.
it is snuggle times | even if all i can get | is my comforter
The day that spawned a month of rampant consumerism that left one bix-box employee dead and has probably psychologically traumatized scores of parents and children is almost over. And it was honestly a pretty good day. Read the rest of this entry »
Meme Day Five:
01) Finishing off most of my Christmas activities. 02) Finding out that I only had one more chord to teach myself to finish “Sing” [Dresden Dolls]. 03) Teaching myself that chord. 04) Sartorial expeditions. Read the rest of this entry »
…that’s what today is, at least to complete The Meme. Read the rest of this entry »
Today explodes my happiness meme. Read the rest of this entry »
Alright, Happiness Meme Day Two. Read the rest of this entry »
