I am walking around my apartment without a shirt on - and then I realize that there are about twelve roofers next door at eye-level.

That is all.

One week to go until the renaming ritual. This is a fairly significant occasion and doens represent if not a break, then a discontinuity in my identity. So I have something for those of you who want to feel that you've engaged with it in some capacity - or if you know someone who would but who doesn't read my LJ.

1. Come to the housewarming/renaming ( Read more... )

In my pocket is a canceled ticket for U-Pass fraud.

(No, the fellow in the picture is not my twin brother.)

That came as a bit of a surprise.

Surprises? Sure. I'm going to toss out some gendery things what have surprised me to date, and poke at implications.

1. Different people perceive my gender differently at different times

“Pardon me ( Read more... )