treats
Though theoretically dangerous, I think riding my lo-rider around with my headphones on is my new favorite thing to do. Especially in the dark.
Especially when I am listening to my new Jazzanova remixes double album...siiiiick! (they are rhythmic geniuses, all of them)
I noticed my reflection in a pane of glass while unlocking a door at work tonight and my body surprised me. My shoulders appeared to have gotten larger and this old shirt seems to fit differently. I liked it. I am working more on my trap muscles because I think they look very masculine when they protrude. Bigger shoulders never hurt anyone, anyway, so they are my new area of focus.
Did I mention we're playing Kings tonight?
This woman I know, a very bombastic Brazillian-American queer-o with a great soul approached me as I was pedalling off tonight and wanted to know if I would play a "tough, bad-ass dyke" in her thesis play. It's only one or two scenes but mostly conversational, and I am scared of my acting skills. She said this was the only role she hadn't been able to cast yet and she had been meaning to ask me if I was interested. I'm flattered. My butch ego has been on the rise lately, it was hurtin' there for a little.
I feel generally good. (I still have to go to the library and work, though).
Especially when I am listening to my new Jazzanova remixes double album...siiiiick! (they are rhythmic geniuses, all of them)
I noticed my reflection in a pane of glass while unlocking a door at work tonight and my body surprised me. My shoulders appeared to have gotten larger and this old shirt seems to fit differently. I liked it. I am working more on my trap muscles because I think they look very masculine when they protrude. Bigger shoulders never hurt anyone, anyway, so they are my new area of focus.
Did I mention we're playing Kings tonight?
This woman I know, a very bombastic Brazillian-American queer-o with a great soul approached me as I was pedalling off tonight and wanted to know if I would play a "tough, bad-ass dyke" in her thesis play. It's only one or two scenes but mostly conversational, and I am scared of my acting skills. She said this was the only role she hadn't been able to cast yet and she had been meaning to ask me if I was interested. I'm flattered. My butch ego has been on the rise lately, it was hurtin' there for a little.
I feel generally good. (I still have to go to the library and work, though).