I'm going to preface this by saying that right now I am presuming a lot for not knowing for sure, however...

What if my voice was not just a naturally occurring thing? What if it wasn't some big mystery like I'd always thought it was?

What if it's just reflux laryngitis that's gone unnoticed and untreated for 30 years?

Thanks to some late-night ( Read more... )

I saw my mom in a dream last night. Subsequently, I was up at 4am crying my eyes out to Jesse. But it was a warm and good feeling to see her. I hope I was a good daughter. I know how much she loved and still loves me. I only hope she knows how much I love her. 

Thursday night, I will be celebrating my 5-year burlesque anniversary.

So what if I started a year after everyone else?
So what if I've not yet showcased in a festival?
So what if I'm a hobbyist and not a professional?
So what if I haven't done nearly as many shows as my friends?
So.the fuck.WHAT?!

My art is valid. I have a space on the stage. ( Read more... )

I'm feeling a bit better; however, the meds the doc gave me seem to be making me a bit dizzy and headachey. But someone very pretty called me their "woman crush everyday" today and it tickled me pink. So what the hell. I'll call today a win. Even if I physically feel lousy right now. It will pass. Tonight is for dinner - baked tilapia and veggies ( Read more... )

I woke up not feeling particularly great today. I've made an appointment with the doctor for an unrelated issue and I'm not relishing the thought of another $75 copay. Better safe than sorry, though, I guess. I woke up feeling depressed and just generally lousy. My stomach seems to be a bit upset and I'm hungry though I can't decide what I want to ( Read more... )

Fuck my stupid weasely brain and forget about those no longer in my life who do not wish me well. And, like…sorry I missed the pride parade today but I was busy rehearsing a gay ass burlesque duet with my beautiful ladyfriend. Guess it all works out in the end anyways, eh?

I don't suffer fools gladly. I've been burned too many times to allow the whims of those with their priorities in grave disorder to continue to do harm to me.

Fuck it. Just...fuck it. I can't win. I can't do anything right. I am somehow the goddamn enemy I suppose and I guess I'll just have to live with that. All I tried to do was to show care and ( Read more... )

Cincy's been really fun so far despite this lingering sore throat. Today, I plan on going to get some delicious pie for breakfast and then heading into Kentucky to check out a records and oddities shop called "Hail Dark Aesthetics". If there's some goth shit anywhere, you know I'll sniff it out! Oh, and I sent a pitch to a place and there may be ( Read more... )

I borrowed the following from my FetLife post...

Stole a few spritzes of Capt's cologne this morning and put on a wrap dress that hugs my curves oh-so-rightly. I'm loving this genderbent combo of look and smell - I'm delicious!

Ok, Thursday afternoon. Let's fuckin' get.it.ON. 

I just got home a little while ago from going to meet a friend for breakfast. I then saw the email that our printed wedding invitations are ready for pickup, which, had I known in advance, could have conveniently picked up while I was out that way. Now I'm psyching myself out and don't want to leave the house again to go get them. It's no big rush ( Read more... )