More shallow insights, less self-loathing.
3 years since the last post, I'm back to livejournaling. What's new...
Some dreams do come true. I said goodbye to driving hour-long commutes to work for a wack corporation. Now I work in a low stress environment at a respectable well-funded non-profit in downtown DC near Chinatown. Not only is it a short bike ride to work, the employer gives me 100 bucks each month for public transportation. I save that money for rainy days literally. I get all the fed holidays, great bennies, and fun coworkers. Now I just need to work on retiring young and start recreational traveling.
Still the armchair activist/organizing shirker, I'm attending awesome Asian Pacific American Heritage Month events this month. DC has a lot to offer compared to the stifling southeastern VA area where I grew up. I had my doubts before coming here, but DC is nice place to call home, especially in the springtime.
The demographics of the casa jubilee household have shifted. Still an all POC house, we still maintain a comfortable space to rail against whitey as we please. Keif is a trip. He's a playa in the dramatic arts sense, part of the original cast of Ledroit's Home Team. I get to see plays for free thanks to him through his connections or when he works for a production as an ASL interpreter/performer. Being Capricorn and Asian, do I love free stuff. JWong, a woman of many shoes, is the first Shanghainese speaker I've lived with; our mutual dialect is English. El Stinkyfeet is looking forward to moving to Puerto Rico this summer.
As for former casa jubilee residents...benniejetus moved back to rural Mississippi to repair her mama's house after Hurricane Katrina and recently got diagnosed with a cancer. I know she will get better; how can someone so butch tough not? Plus I believe that the will to live helps more than anything, more than the medical treatment. I was happy that mrbunbun moved back into the neighborhood, though now she is living it up in S. Korea for the summer. J is the exec director responsible for launching Summerbridge/Breakthrough Washington D.C. this year; and K is still our pal, now the principal at a high school. I always need to take an extra minute to wrap my head around the reality of friends around my age being grade school teachers, principaling, or being married. Will I always feel young at heart, never becoming a real grown-up or whatever that is supposed to mean?
Some dreams do come true. I said goodbye to driving hour-long commutes to work for a wack corporation. Now I work in a low stress environment at a respectable well-funded non-profit in downtown DC near Chinatown. Not only is it a short bike ride to work, the employer gives me 100 bucks each month for public transportation. I save that money for rainy days literally. I get all the fed holidays, great bennies, and fun coworkers. Now I just need to work on retiring young and start recreational traveling.
Still the armchair activist/organizing shirker, I'm attending awesome Asian Pacific American Heritage Month events this month. DC has a lot to offer compared to the stifling southeastern VA area where I grew up. I had my doubts before coming here, but DC is nice place to call home, especially in the springtime.
The demographics of the casa jubilee household have shifted. Still an all POC house, we still maintain a comfortable space to rail against whitey as we please. Keif is a trip. He's a playa in the dramatic arts sense, part of the original cast of Ledroit's Home Team. I get to see plays for free thanks to him through his connections or when he works for a production as an ASL interpreter/performer. Being Capricorn and Asian, do I love free stuff. JWong, a woman of many shoes, is the first Shanghainese speaker I've lived with; our mutual dialect is English. El Stinkyfeet is looking forward to moving to Puerto Rico this summer.
As for former casa jubilee residents...benniejetus moved back to rural Mississippi to repair her mama's house after Hurricane Katrina and recently got diagnosed with a cancer. I know she will get better; how can someone so butch tough not? Plus I believe that the will to live helps more than anything, more than the medical treatment. I was happy that mrbunbun moved back into the neighborhood, though now she is living it up in S. Korea for the summer. J is the exec director responsible for launching Summerbridge/Breakthrough Washington D.C. this year; and K is still our pal, now the principal at a high school. I always need to take an extra minute to wrap my head around the reality of friends around my age being grade school teachers, principaling, or being married. Will I always feel young at heart, never becoming a real grown-up or whatever that is supposed to mean?