Just about finished a new piece. It starts off pretty dark, but for the brave soul who reads it all the way, well.... you'll see.

Had an interesting conversation with a girl at work. She described with great gusto her love for zombie-killing, and of course I immediately thought of my little story (which you can find here:)

came home from work yesterday with a loonie-size bruise on my belly, and no idea how it got there. Today its spread, and looks rather nasty.

Thanks to a story by Bailey Summers, I've been thinking about my dad. As most of you know, He committed suicide when I was 5 years old.

I'm sorry. I know I promised to be more positive, but I'm really struggling today.

hugs to all.

Well, I finally got off the pot, as it were and got the forms so I can get my birth certificate, which is the first step in getting a legal name change.

Some nice person from my church took some pictures of me yesterday, and I asked her to send me a copy. So I thought I'd share.

just came home from church. Not only a nice service on hungering for God, but a communion service, and they also gave me a healing oil and a prayer.

Had a conversation with a friend the other day, and she mentioned how I looked when I am having a flashback - my face gets flushed, tears form in my eyes, and I get this "I'm not home" look.

Last night I had terrible pain in my privates. Nothing worse than hurting in a part of your body you wish didnt exist in the first place...

Kylie has given me permission to share this little back and forth ...

I've been thinking about making a will.

fair warning to all. My next story is dark. Very, very dark ....

Went to the covenanting service at the United Church downtown tonight. They were welcoming a new pastor, and believe it or not, she's a trans woman and a lesbian.

well, yesterday turned out to be a pretty good day. It started with my brother and sister-in-law coming over for dinner.

Well, our miss Jaci otherwise known as Tels saved me yesterday.

A bit of a tough night last night, the evil "tape" that runs in my head and jumps on every failure and mistake I make as proof of my utter worthlessness was running hot.

Well, I'm going to try and not spend time worrying about my brother and sister-in-law. they will do what they think best, and so must I.

of all the ways I could lose my brother and sister in law, if this little tiff turns out to be the end of our relationship, well, its a pretty pathetic end.

ah, well.

Well, I went to my interview with Target, and it didnt go like I expected at all.

Well, tomorrow morning I go to an interview with Target. I'm super nervous, I have no idea how they feel about trans, or anything. wish me luck.

So yesterday was not a good day for me in terms of my emotions.

well, one of the Provincial Supreme courts here did something almost unheard of - it more than doubled the sentence handed down for Graham James, the hockey coach who was found guilty of molesting NHL

I think I've lost all semblance of control over my latest story

I have to take back all the nasty things I said about Valentines, and I think I have the most awesome mom ever.

wanted to send out a big thank you to Katie for leaving a review of my book. Thanks, hon, you're super awesome!

every once in a while, I read a non-trans story that makes me feel like putting on a tinfoil hat, because the author has caught my emotions perfectly, even while talking about something else.

I had commented on a post by my friend Aurelia saying I couldnt even pretend to be normal, and this was her response:

Okay, so I'm scared now. a while back I couldn't seem to remember the word "screwdriver" and today I couldnt remember the word "dresser".

My brain is melting ......

Sorry, it might be a while before I have anything new story-wise to share. Real life has been kicking my behind.