Someone responded to my several-month-old post on Reddit's T4T group with the scintillating conversation opener of "Hi."

That said, this is a trans woman approximately my age who is near or in Regina based on her comments elsewhere, and I am feeling pretty lonely and isolated a lot of times. I would actually write back and see if there's any ( Read more... )

I just looked at Train Girl's Facebook page. I haven't tried to see what she's been up to in a long time because I have strong, conflicted feelings about her. She has unfriended me, so I suppose I don't need to worry about whether or not and how to connect with her. I don't really understand what happened, and I still have that 1907 book on ( Read more... )

This is quite long and probably would benefit from editing, but I'm probably not going to manage that. Sorry in advance!

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Miriam and I had a great conversation that resolved a failure of communications that had been going on for quite some time.

Miriam and I (really, 90% Miriam) have been trying to find technical solutions that will allow us to ( Read more... )

I think I also haven't mentioned that one half of the couple we stayed with after the fire is in the hospital as a mental illness inpatient as of a week ago? Maybe two? What is time anymore? Said person uses they/them pronouns, so I'll do my best to distinguish between the person I'm talking about and the couple as a whole.

I've never been close to ( Read more... )

I have a bunch to say about watching Our Flag Means Death with friends in a meta sense and in the context of my social and mental-health life at the moment. But here I'm going to talk about just one piece of the show itself and my feelings and how it got to me with some unexpected and profound transgender validation.

( A spoiler follows, I think? )

This morning, local friends invited Miriam and me to join them at the dog park with their dog Brooks. (We have local friends! For the first time in years! This is so wonderful and slightly anxiety-making at the same time ( Read more... )

Today is the first news I've had of someone I have a personal connection to dying of Covid-19 complications. A close friend of close friends who I'd met several times. I don't know what to say. I hope it is the last as well, but I doubt that it will be.

The Chicago Naked Bike Ride pictures today are reminding me that the event happened Saturday night. I rode in it for three years a while back. (You can find pictures and videos of me out there if you try hard enough.) On the third year, when the group got to the far north point and turned back, I decided to get dressed and head home from there. I ( Read more... )

My doctor friend who I frequently chat with at work had a copy of The Illustrated Man yesterday, and we ended up talking about Ray Bradbury for a while. I gushed about his writing style and how much I loved his work. The doctor, who is Ukrainian, was not very familiar with Bradbury, but is an inveterate book lover who is always buying classic texts ( Read more... )

Yesterday was full of closet organizing! I bagged and moved lots of stuff that doesn't fit me and then organized several machine-loads of clean clothes that had been on the floor for a while. In the middle, I turned on my HEPA air filter in the middle because my voice and throat were suffering from dust. I also washed all my new clothes and hung ( Read more... )