well, I have a rough draft of what I want to say in church on June 8, and I would really like some opinions on it. If you're interested, please send me a private message.

So I'm not going to go into too much Details with this on specific things. Simply because I tended to keep my nose out of those specific things for this one. This is my disclaimer, there may be reference to violence here but I will keep this as clean as possible.

Here are ten of my random thoughts this morning.

So, it all began a few days ago when my modem decided to limit my time on the internet, dropping the signal and kicking me offline. It did it three or four times in one 24 hour period, so I called my internet provider, Time Warner and informed them that my modem had somehow developed an overzealous and random sense of trying to keep me offline. They set up an appointment for someone to come and check the modem or replace it, if necessary. Pretty cool, right?

I have grossly overestimated how much free time I would have while moving to my new apartment and my mother visiting.

Chapter 3 of Kregg's Story is almost complete.

Two subjects came to mind for this, my first blog entry in months. As the first is a bit too short to warrant its own entry, I'll include it here with subject #2, the main thing I wanted to discuss.

Hey folks,

Well, to those two or three who wonder what mischief I am up to, I am gone until the 28th or so.

Gwen

I hate to sound like a Catholic Nun or something. Several of you from BCTS are my friends on Facebook and everyone has respected my caveat about being too open about T stuff there until now.

I know I haven't been too productive since Martin and I got Frank working but things have been a bit crazy around here. First, Frank doesn't always cooperate (sometimes the video card just doesn't want to boot with the rest of the system). Second I've been really exhausted for the past three weeks. A little over two months ago Martin and Francine were trying to work out a choreography for an ‘invitational spectacular’ that is held every year, it’s sort of a year-end party for the local dance community. Francine is Martin’s mom, fellow choreographer, and my other dance teacher.

For all the friends of Big Closet.I advice to read the article on Huffington Post today from senator ecologist Esther Benbassa following the victory of Conchita Wurst in the Eurovision song contest.Tomorrow I shall say you while it's very important for me.I'm a french transgender.Isabelle.

Well, happy Mother's day, everyone.

If you can, be kind to a mother. Your mother for preference, but you can pick another mother if you need to ...

Well, Jaci is gonna have a laugh about this, but last night, I was talking to a co-worker about my transition, and I mentioned how nervous I was starting out.

Her response?

Somehow, today I got to going over the saga that has been my T life.

Imagine for a moment that there was something you had seriously mixed feelings about.

Something you ached for, but were ashamed of, and afraid of.

If anybody is interested, I have created a Big Closet Fan page on Facebook

Here is a link: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1418685195068872/

check it out, and join, if you wanna!

I was going through the stories on my favorites list, and it made me kinda sad to realize how many of them are unfinished, and may never be finished.

Some examples:

I need someone who can develop a few web pages for me and I'm willing to pay someone to do it. I need a really good author's web page and another one that is to remain secret. I've tried to do it with Wix, but that leaves me wanting. I know what I want, I just don't have the tools or knowledge to do so. Please send links to pages you've developed so I can see your work and prices. Thanks.

I just spent 2 week in the Hospital . On April 12 I was working outside cutting some branches to get them higher from the fence and the bow saw popped back sending me off balance and off the ladder . I broke my left leg at the ankle about as bad as you can get the EMT's said a limb treating injury . The bones from my leg and ankle were outside the skin (lots of blood) a 45 minute ride to trauma center the test after test and surgery for 3 hours starting at 5 pm . I had a second surgery on April 25 again 3 or 4 hours .

I think it's finally happened. So I was sitting in the main hall of the CC building at my college, just sitting and chatting with Cici and Zach, two friends I've made. Though at this point I was still keeping my guard up. I was still a bit cautious of any fall out that could ever happen. Cheyenne and Amber come up and Cheyenne grabs me going "hey come with me" and just starts pulling me away from the Table, Cici following behind as our stuff gets left there for Zach to watch.

Just to let those who are interested know, Growing Up Jenny is now available in paperback and on the kindle. This is a re-release and highly edited version of the original. It is roughly 15,000 words shorter and is free of many of the grammatical and spelling errors of the original. It is a very powerful story of a young girl who goes through SRS and has to deal with the communities response as she gets adjusted not only to her new family, but also her new self.

Before I do anything else in this blog entry, an apology.

I'm sorry this entry isn't gonna be fluffy kitties and rainbows.

Well, I'm sorry to report that I am no longer part of a couple.

So alot has happened this past week. I went into a job interview for an entry position Data Entry job. and I walked in to find my cousin who didn't know I was trans* sitting there waiting for her turn at the same job. And she flipped out. after a long awkward interview I left only to find out that I wasn't getting the job. Not only that but either my Dad or my Sister gave her my number, so now the entire family knows it. Along with me being trans*. And have been harrassing me nonstop as I tried to get the numbers blocked. as far as I could tell the family is broken into 3 factions.