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Just keeping activity
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Way Station
I like being a way station. Although the central cast remains relatively unchanged over long periods, people move in and out of my homes pretty regularly. Couchsurfers for a day or a week, friends of friends stopping in to relax and move on, new long-term housemates I have sometimes met the day I moved them in, friends stuck in the land of in- ( Read more... ) -
A thought on footwear and stride
I mentioned in my last post that I can't abide feeling hobbled ( Read more... ) -
Class and kinks and why I love leather
My politics are so deeply interwoven with my kinks they're inseparable. I think it's already pretty obvious from other writings how feminism and queer activism and such have tied in pretty directly.
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Non-newtonian fluid?
Sitting on the porch, smoking and writing while Chad is out with a friend. Just had an amusing mental image, while thinking about the ways in which I'm cooperative until pushed ( Read more... ) -
Dichotomies and spectrums
I was asked a really good question about how gender plays out in my life in dating situations. This is my answer from that conversation, with some expansions and clarifications. It's also one of my more successful attempts to explain how deeply I perceive things in spectrums or venn diagrams, rather than dichotomies. That colors my thinking in a ( Read more... ) -
Why it's good not to be "the best"
[this started out in one direction, and veered off in a completely different one. The title doesn't really fit, but I can't figure out what to change it to. Right now I'm not entirely sure what it says. *shrug* Have some stream of consciousness, y'all ( Read more... ) -
Grandma was a sociopath.
My Grandmother was a sociopath. At least, that's the language I grew up with, not sure what the DSM would label her now. It'd probably be complicated. She was brilliant, she was a master manipulator, she was abusive. When she was young she was very beautiful, and she used her brains and her sexual power to get what she wanted. She almost got us ( Read more... ) -
Masculinity, sexuality, and thoughts on submission
So. Yesterday I talked at great length about the place of masculinity in my head. Today, I think I'll talk about its place in my bed ( Read more... ) -
The man I'd be...
I have become more and more certain and comfortable in my genderqueerness over the years. I don't think I've gotten commensurately easier to read as such, though. If anything, the opposite. I tell people, and expect them to respect it, but without that it'd be under the radar or incorrectly identified by many, much of the time. Many more than would ( Read more... )