My birthday celebration was good. Nice joint, good people. I felt good about the way I looked.
Friend "You have boobs!"
Other friend "You usually keep them tucked away!"
Downside: this fuckwit made a horrible comment to one of my friends when we were on Pearl St. about her gender identity that was incredibly upsetting and very nearly wound up with either Logan and I deciding to punch him out. We didn't.
Last night Ani was amazing. We were in the fourth row. She's such a stellar performer. I wasn't really feeling like going anywhere, but I'm so glad that I did. I'm really glad that Logan and I got to see her together. We ran into each other at a show in MA in 03, clearly under very different circumstances.