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Interview meme
I received these questions from ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) brags2bitches
1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you 5 questions of a very personal nature.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them 5 questions.
1. Are you still writing?
Not poetry, no. I've come to the realization that I'm simply not as creative or interesting as I'd like to be, so when I try to write poetry it usually just makes me angry or disappointed. I know that I could and would get better with practice, but considering that I don't really have a (comfortable) poetry scene at my disposal I'm just not as motivated as I'd like to be or used to be. I still write music, however, and do so often, and I've been getting into lyric writing which I'm forcing myself to try and get better at. Lyric writing really is using a different muscle and really isn't at all "poetry set to music", as people like to throw around time and time again.
2. If you were allowed to open the phone book and pick any job you wanted, what would that be?
Until the possibility of working as a SEPTA mechanic came up (and I should be hearing something by tuesday!!!), I was planning on going back to school to be a vet tech. That is, after I save the ridiculous amount of money needed for top surgery, have said surgery, heal from it, get all my paperwork sorted out and changed to male and get my debt under control, I want to go back to school to be a vet tech. I think that is honestly what I'd like to be doing, even if I could blink my eyes and be a vet with all of the schooling behind me and knowledge obtained I don't think I'd want that much responsibility.
3. Are you planning to have a family?
Yes, I want a ton of kids. Well not a ton, but I'm thinking 3-5 kids. I've recently been getting the baby fever- I don't want a baby now, realistically, but everyone around me is having them and I'm kind of getting caught up in it- and Jen's like "Ok, we need to get you a puppy NOW." I'll probably end up adopting kids, though I'd really like to steal them from the mall during Christmas time because that way you can get a sneak peek at which ones are bratty and purposefully avoid them.
4. Where is the most exotic place you have ever been? Where is the most exotic place you want to go?
I went to Cancun about 10 years ago, and while downtown Cancun is clearly a resort town, the surrounding areas are wild and gorgeous. I went to some sort of ancient temple that I wish I had been old enough to fully appreciate. I'd really like to go to Tokyo, which probably isn't all that exotic to Japanese people but is to me because I live half a world away. I'm particularly interested in the OMG HUGENESSS of it all and seeing some music culture stuff that just isn't available in the US.
5. What could make you lose your temper enough to smack a stranger?
I want to preface this by saying it's happened before. It usually takes a direct, hateful insult accompanied by said person being way too drunk for anyone reasonable to tolerate. I tend not to make the best decisions regarding this scenario, and as a result I've had a few pairs of broken glasses.
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| Name change, part II, and News! |
[23 Sep 2008|02:28pm] |
I passed my SEPTA test! I have an interview on October 3rd! I am one step away from a new GOOD job, which would mean a regular schedule with regular hours and more money than I've made at any other job ever. If I get his job, I could realistically have money saved for my surgery within a year. I'm not sure exactly how to prepare for this, but I'm trying to think of every possible question they may ask me and have a good response planned. If anyone has any ideas or interview prep tips, please speak up.
I didn't post about this when it happened, but I got my fingerprints done and filed my name change petition (along with a copy of my birth certificate, social security card, and driver's license). The fingerprints-taking was a bit of an ordeal with the woman giving me her unsolicited opinion about life and the universe (because when a man comes in with a woman's ID and asks for fingerprints for the courthouse they know why), but it got done and it's over with. That should be the last occasion in which I have to involve a third party in my name change process, and unless I have to deal with any ignorant comments from a judge I should be done with all that...until, of course, I have to visit the DMV. Which I already detest. Anyways, everything's been filed and sent off to Harrisburg (PA's state capital), and I was told they would be getting up with me in 3 weeks to set a hearing date. So for now, I can sit and chill and prepare for my interview.
Here's the current total:
Having my petition stamped and filed: $267.30
Having fingerprints taken awkwardly: +$ 20.00
Total cost so far $287.30
Other than my mostly tame dealings with the bureaucracy, things have been looking good. I've been playing my guitar, getting back into video games (which I've come to see as less of a waste of time and more of a real relaxing agent) and riding my bike a lot more. I've realized a major suck ass feature of living in a large city- the second school's out for the day, every bike ride is accompanied with "Yo lemme see your bike can I get a ride hey gimme your bike hey where you going yo lemme see that". No, you can't steal my bike, you stupid fuck. I wasn't born yesterday. I've realized that when I'm riding through neighborhoods full of kids I can't stop moving or my bike will literally be taken out from under me. I swear, the first person who touches it will be punched straight in the throat, I don't care if you're 10 years old or a 90 lb little girl. The thing that kills me is that a BMX bike that I bought for $50 (it's actually worth 150-200, but I got it awesomely cheap) will torn the head of every kid on the block, but a $2000 road bike will fly right past them and no one will bat an eye. It's not that I think anyone's bike should be targeted for theft ever, it's just incredibly frustrating because as a BMX rider my bike is NEVER safe, even when it's on the crappier side.
Oh, I've been doing pushups. My muscles are getting nice :)
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| I knew it would happen someday |
[12 Sep 2008|06:10pm] |
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I just ran into someone I know from high school in a coffee shop in my neighborhood. To make it good and awkward, I ran into a really Christian dude I dated for about 4 days in high school. I knew it was only a matter of time before I ran into to someone, and all things considered it went ok. He got my attention with Old Name, I told him my name is New Name now, and we went on to having a conversation. He always was a nice guy, and I got his phone number and I DO intend to call him. I will not wuss out on this. The fact that he's a nice guy did NOT make me want to shit my pants any less, however. I can't believe I stayed rooted to my chair.
On a separate note, a young black boy in a football uniform with a bubble butt just mooned a grad student-aged white woman in said coffee shop. I had to keep myself from bursting out laughing or reacting at all because I didn't want to embarrass her. As someone who's easily embarrassed, I try to remain compassionate.
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| 10 Things I Love |
[28 Mar 2008|01:31am] |
Here's a little meme of 10 Things I Love that begin with the same latter. I stole this from bragstobitches (I do NOT know how to make the link of someone's username, and I tried to figure it out), who have me the letter M. Here goes:
1. Music- Effin generic, I know. But seriously, without the love I have for music, my life would be an extremely different place. Who knows what I would have done in high school, if I ever would have gone to college (and what for?), what I would be doing now?
2. My mom- My mom is seriously the best, y'all don't even know.
3. Masturbation- Before you love others, you need to learn how to love yourself. Three times a day if need be.
4. Maoz- Falafel on pitas with hummus and eggplant with a self serve condiment bar (with ENORMOUS pickle slices and vegan tahini sauce) for under $5...what's not to love about that? Plus they have cans of vanilla coke when you need to indulge in a soda (as well as every type of Fresca for those not so high-fructose-corn-syrup days).
5. M&Ms- By far the best candy for the buck (unless you go the peanut route, but what'd you expect? The bag's the same size and the pieces are 3x as large). They've got milk chocolate, dark chocolate, peanut, peanut butter, almond, and I'm sure a few more I've missed. All of which are not vegan. M&Ms, you taunt me daily.
6. Mornings- I would much rather be up early with nothing to do than up late with nothing to do. There's nothing quite like the feeling of having a full day ahead of you. I used to find mornings really upsetting- there was a time when I would routinely wake up around 5 in the evening and stay awake until around 8 in the morning, so by the time I saw the sunrise I was usually lonely and depressed, and most probably drunk and hungry. It took me a few years to break out of that sunrise= disappointment mindset, but these days a sunrise gives me a mixed sense of nostalgia and hope. Cheesy, I know, but I like mornings enough to try to wake up early for no reason at all just to enjoy them. *Please note it's around 2:30AM, EST*
7. Magic: The Gathering- Wizards of the Coast has taken so much of my lunch money. I've seriously considered getting back into the Friday Night Magic tournaments, but apparently the closest one is in Newark (seriously, in Newark- from Philly). I hate that you need to constantly buy new cards to stay tournament legal, which is the main reason I haven't gotten back into it. I've gotten too dependent on Rancor bouncing back into my hand for 10 years to learn new rules.
8. MxPx- Ex-favorite band turned guilty pleasure, I still occasionally indulge in their positive(naive) outlook dripping with Christian undertones. Life in General still rocks pretty hard.
9. Memes- Kind of make me feel like I'm participating in a group activity, but without all of the awkwardness I tend to bring into a group setting. It's social interaction from the comfort of my own home.
10. May- May is pretty much the expressway to summer. You'll get a few days that are terrible hot, some sometimes (ok, usually) the allergies are horrendous, but by May I'm usually so gleeful that rainy ass April is over and winter is long gone that I'll put up with my sneezing agony for extended evenings and mixed shorts/pants weather.
If you want a letter, ask and I'll give ya one.
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| New Years Resolutions |
[03 Jan 2008|12:16am] |
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This is actually a copy of a myspace blog, but its important enough for me to post twice.
I like New Year's resolutions. New Years for me is a time to take a look at what is unsatisfactory in my life and change it. I do em every year, and unlike most people, I actually try to make a real effort to stick to em. The big ones I actually HAVE stuck to (I quit smoking in 2006), and this year, I have three HUGE ones.
Straight Edge
Vegan
Be myself, absolutely and completely
The first one is extremely difficult for me. For the past three(ish) years, I've been high every day, and I'm seriously fucking sick of it. I'm tired of feeling lazy and worthless, I'm tired of making excuses for all the things I didn't do because I was high, and most of all, I'm tired of the society we live in that facilitates intoxication at ever turn. It's your birthday? Get trashed. New years? Get trashed. Super Bowl party? Get trashed. Someone getting married? Everyone, get trashed! Getting fucked up has become some mystical passage into adulthood, with drinking ages and smoking ages that only make it more attractive to kids who want to grow up (read "grow up" as "be respected", which is really what I mean. Maybe if adults actually treated young folks as people worthy of respect there'd be less of a binge-partying issue, but that's a separate rant for another day. This is about me, not everyone else.) Every day has two 4:20s, every type of music known to man has songs about purple haze or riding that train high on cocaine, and it's just not something I feel I want to be a part of anymore. Yesterday was my first day in quite some time not smoking any weed, and though I really wanted it and had a hell of a time falling asleep, it felt good. On this note, I could really use some suggestions on posi music to listen to, listening to Leftover Crack kind of makes it hard to stay straight. I'm not really interested in tuff-guy beat up the drunks hardcore though, I'm not into hating on others over a moot point.
The vegan piece is easy: I've been vegetarian for years, and I just feel it's time for me to do the things I know are right instead of just talking and singing about them. Animal liberation now: love others as you love yourself.
The third is the hardest. I will get in to this further when I can calmly and precisely piece together everything I feel needs to be said, including exactly what is going on in my life and what I need from people who want to continue calling themselves my friends. I had a good idea on where I was going with this when I started writing this blog, but I stopped and ate lunch before I started writing this paragraph and now all I'm left with is post-meal grogginess and windburn from walking down South Street after sundown. Philly is officially cold as a mofo.
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| 3 months, 19 days update |
[29 Nov 2007|08:47pm] |
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As usual, I've been a lazy one. I only have a voice clip to post (more pictures soon) so I'm just going to update about that tonight. I'll make a full on update when I have some pictures to post.
My voice has finally cracked and dropped a bit. I had a few days where everything that came out of my mouth was crazy pitch-wise, with some words resulting in me moving my mouth with no sound. I seem to have reached a comfortable plateau after 2-3 weeks of Peter Brady-esque silliness (silliness now, frustration then), and now I sound considerably lower with an annoying cracky laugh.
I need a peppermint mocha, but I'll post more about my awesomeness in a day or two.
( Voice Clip )
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| 2 month, 9 day update |
[19 Oct 2007|02:29pm] |
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I figured it was time for a real update with pictures, a voice clip and some commentary, the whole nine. I've been on T for almost two and a half months, and at this point I've noticed that my voice sounds very different to me than when I started. You know how when you get a cold your voice sounds much lower than usual (considering you don't have "sore throat" as one of your cold symptoms)? My voice sounds the way I sounded with a cold pre-T, and the sound feels different being produced and coming out. My normal speaking tone is becoming more of a "chest voice" and less of the "throat voice", if that makes any sense. I'm also noticing the start of what may be an Adam's apple- not a significant one, but the topography of my neck/throat area is a bit different than from what it used to be.*
If I shower in the morning, I stink by noon. I sweat CONSTANTLY, to the point where I wake up dripping in the middle of the night. The plus side to this is that at work there's one girl who's pregnant and another guy who takes medication that makes him sweat, so when we all work together we turn the AC waaaay up. It's been unseasonably warm in Philly and we've been expecting rain for days, to the point where it is muggy and miserable outside. I think tonight may be the night where the sky explodes water and ushers in the chilly weather, which I will gleefully celebrate. It almost feels tense outside.
I've been a lot more scatterbrained recently, which I would attribute to other things except for the fact that other people have told me that they've become more easily distracted as well since starting T. I do forget things easier (today I went to the store and didn't bring any money), but it hasn't been all bad- it's almost like I've returned to an "ignorance is bliss" state. I literally feel like I'm 14 again, but with more common sense and more money. Besides feeling awkward and stressed it's kind of been fun, as living in your own little world often is. I don't feel like people are staring at me as often as I used to, and I think it's because I don't feel as physically out of place. Well, that, or maybe I just honestly care less.
Right now my dose is currently at 50ml/2 weeks, which is very low. I started on this dose and was supposed to have it raised after 2 shots (1 month). I'm new to scheduling doctors' appointments and generally taking good care of myself, so I kind of expected a follow-up call from Mazzoni to come in and speak with a doctor to raise my dose. I've come to learn that they've got waaay too many patients to even expect them to return phone calls, let alone call you because it's in your best interest, so I need to get myself into the clinic asap to speak with someone. In the meantime, I asked around (to non-doctors, but not non-knowledgeable people) to see if it would be unsafe for me to raise my dose to 100ml/2 weeks (which is also pretty low), and the response I've gotten from everyone is that I'd be fine, so that's what I'm going to do. I'm going to have bloodwork done in about 3 weeks anyway, so I'll know exactly what's going on then. I admit I'm a bit nervous, not because of the dose level, but because I'll have to have a needle sticking out of me for twice as long since there's twice as much liquid. The needle thing is still seriously squicking me out. I really need to stop reading everyone's accounts of shots gone awry, it's like watching a video of slams before going out skating.
*Side note- Being almost 25 years old, my bones have (most probably) stopped growing. On T, however, cartilage can (and probably will) continue to grow. So while I don't expect to and would honestly be very surprised to grow any taller (not impossible, stranger things have happened), I can reasonably expect my hands, feet, nose, ears, facial structure, and any other body part that is made up of a good amount of cartilage to change/grow. Just thought I'd throw that out there since I mentioned the Adam's apple, which is basically a large chunk of cartilage.
( Pictures and voice clip )
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| 38 day update |
[17 Sep 2007|11:57pm] |
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As of today, I've been on T for a month and a week. I realized that I didn't list any pre-T stats, but to the best of my knowledge I was 5'8", about 135lbs, my waistline was around 29" (according to my pants that actually fit), and my feet were a US men's size 8.5/9, depending on the shoe. I need to invest in a measuring tape, and when I do I'll post the real deal. Here's my list of things I've noticed that are different since I started:
*The hot flashes are still coming. This is particularly annoying in fall weather because I spend all day putting on and pulling off sweatshirts in a desperate crazy fashion.
*The acne has started. For the most part it's pretty manageable, but last week I had my first period since already being on T (not counting the one that came the day of my first shot- does this make sense? It's the first full cycle I've had since starting T.) and my acne went crazy. Every time I went to the restroom I had a new pimple, and it was all over my back too. This happened literally overnight.
*I'm tired all the time. I don't have near the amount of energy I used to. Naps are a regular occurrence for me. The cats are getting spoiled. I've also been having more dreams, and in particular, more nightmares. Not so much a fan of this one.
*I've noticed my voice has dropped a bit. It's not deeper overall, but I've definitely gained a few lower pitches. They're surprisingly clear, but they have a weird timbre to them that sounds a bit alien to me.
*I need to stretch and move more often.
*I am WAY more sensitive in the pants, sometimes to the point of unbearable. This may sound silly, but spending 6-8 hours a day at work trying not to grab and itch yourself is definitely NOT silly. I think I may need to explore new underpants options, as the ones I have now have been twisting and rubbing me all uncomfortable. My butt has been slowly disappearing (which I'm quite happy about), but it's been leaving some extra room in my underwear (which I'm not so happy about). Have you ever seen a skinny guy in a saggy pair of tighty whities? Sad. I may need to step down from a medium to a small.
( Here's some pictures that were supposed to be taken and posted a week ago. Not inappropriate, but probably not safe for work. )
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| 2nd voice clip, 24 days |
[03 Sep 2007|10:28pm] |
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It's been 24 days on T, and I figured it was time for a voice clip. I'll have new pics in a day or two, maybe tonight if Jen feels like playing camerawoman tonight.
BTW, this player (at least on my computer) has the obnoxious habit of playing without being told to. If it's doing the same thing with you as well (meaning that everytime you look at your friends page, you have to hear my voice), please let me know.
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| 2nd shot |
[29 Aug 2007|01:52am] |
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I gave myself my second shot on Friday. I had a doctor friend come over and go over with me the proper way to self-inject and not give myself an infection or the death. It wasn't that bad at all; I was really nervous about finding the muscle and I didn't know how far to put the needle in or what angle to stick it in at, so basically I worried about it all day until he came over and we got it done with. Needles/blood seriously ick me out and I really wasn't sure if I'd be able to do it, but the needles are amazingly sharp and pretty much painless. So now, I have officially stuck a needle in my own butt.
At current date, it's been 20 days, and I'm on 50ml/2 weeks. The draw up needle is an 18g, the injection needle is a 22g.
My muscle was sore for about 2 days afterwards, kind of like the way it feels when you finally peel your lazy ass off the cheeto-stained couch to "get some exercise", only to return an hour and a half later and remind yourself that muscles need to be worked on a daily, not monthly basis. Mayhaps I will try to "get some exercise".
I think I will do a voice clip on Friday at the three week point. I don't think I sound much/any different, but hopefully I'll surprise myself.
Oh, did I mention I think about sex a lot? Yeah, like ALL THE FRIGGIN TIME.
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The first shot has occurred!!! Everything went fine, and I can finally stop worrying about it. It was fairly painless, just a little pinch, and I was sore for a little bit after but that seems to have gone away. I'm expecting to be rather sore tomorrow, but for now it seems I'm of the hook. Afterwards Jen and I went out to the Art Museum to spend a lovely day together, and about an hour or two after my shot I started feeling really hot, like hot on the inside despite the air conditioning. I also noticed that I was getting smelly quickly. I showered right before my appointment but I was wearing a sleeveless shirt, so no help there. When we got back to South Philly I bit the bullet and bought some Mitchum deoderant (I quit wearing deoderant a while ago because I'm afraid of getting tumors in my armpits from the talc in it. I've just kind of been stinking and dealing with it cause hey, it's summer.) because I don't want to be fired from the bux on account of my smellyness. I feel like I might be catching a cold, but I'm not too worried because I've heard that the intoduction of T to a body that's not used to it can lower the immune system for a bit.
Jen and I are going to see Rush Hour 3 to round out our day o' fun, because I like Jackie Chan. She's the best.
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| First shot!!! (and voice clip!) |
[08 Aug 2007|10:18am] |
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The first shot will be Friday. As in, the day after tomorrow. I'm a little anxious to start hooting and hollering, but I'm sure there'll be plenty of hooting on Friday.
I tried really hard with this voice clip. It involved actual research to figure out how to get it out of my mouth onto LJ, so I REALLY hope this works.
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| Best day in a long time |
[31 Jul 2007|02:21am] |
Ok, so my bloodwork turned out ok. To be honest I was a bit worried, I've been feeling kind of strange and out of it recently and I was worried I was going to get some sort of "Surprise, you have diabetes!" or something like that. Anyway, the doctor wrote me a prescription for testosterone (which I still cannot friggin believe. He had his little prescription notepad out, and Jen said she saw my eyes bug out when I saw it.) which will be called in to the pharmacy tomorrow, and tomorrow afternoon/evening I call the pharmacy and arrange payment with them. Once they get my payment they'll ship my T to the Mazzoni Center, and then I'll make an appointment with them to get my first shot!
There will be a party. Not immediately, but probably at the end of the summer. I'm going to need some time to chill and get used to everything without getting myself over-excited, because I don't want to overwhelm myself, but there will eventually be partying. It will be a Pan-T party, and we'll wear panties (or any kind of underpants, or clothes if you're the shy type), drink tea, and celebrate the taking of the T. As long as you won't steal or break any of our stuff, puke all over our house, or hurt one of our sweet kitties, you're invited.
I've noticed quite a decline in my grammar, and it really doesn't bother me as much as I thought it would.
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[28 Jul 2007|09:41pm] |
My appointment with the clinician to go over my bloodwork is on Monday. I'm excited/scared/anxious/mostly excited.
That's pretty much it.
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| A quick update |
[13 Jul 2007|01:24am] |
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I've been lazy to get to this update, but here it is and I'll make it quick. On the 6th I had an appointment at the Mazzoni Center and had some blood taken, which was sent out to the lab to check my hormone levels as well as for any other ghastly diseases that I hopefully do not have. It takes about 3 weks to come back, and I have a follow up appointment with a clinician on the 30th. Pending the results of my bloodwork, I should be good to start testosterone any time after. For future notice, any references to "testosterone" will be referred to as "T"- partially because I'm lazy, but mostly because it's how most people refer to it anyway.
Coming soon, I will have a series of pictures up to document the "before". This isn't really a "before and after" thing as much as a "before and during", unless you look at it as "before and after the first shot". I am running out of "before" time however, so the pictures should be up soon. I was thinking a face shot, some pictures of my arms, legs, and stomach for hair growth, and a shirtless shot (from the rear) for body shape. If anyone's got some bright ideas for me please share, I'm all ears.
I missed a really great support group/workshop tonight on giving yourself an injection because I just plain forgot. I'm really pissed, because that would have been great information to have considering that a) I have NO idea how needles work, and b) Needles give me the icky. I'm really squeamish about blood/body stuff, and it would have been nice to see other people do it before I have to stab myself. I'm going to have my first shot(s) done for me by a medical professional, but a demonstration on someone else's ass would have done a lot to ease my mind.
Pictures soon. Possibly tomorrow, but no promises.
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| Same Journal, New Purpose |
[23 Jun 2007|01:46am] |
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I have decided to return once again to the world of LJ. This time, however, my journal will be used primarily as a transition journal (which will be starting VERY SOON), and will serve the purpose of documenting a major life change for the purpose of information and self reflection. This probably won't be friends-only, as I'm trying to create a resource for other transfolks, but don't be surprised if I end up locking some or all posts if I come down with a case of the shy.
If you have an issue or discomfort in reading about the body changes of another person, this would be a good time to unfriend me- I promise it won't hurt my feelings, and you can still stalk me on the myspace (www.myspace.com/unity679) without having to read about and see pictures of (and there will be pictures) every new body hair and how bad I smell. This is both a social and medical process, and there will be talk of doctors, medication, needles, and other things that may upset or offend the squeamish, as well as talk about feelings, thoughts, compulsions, frustrations, and the general confusions that go along with dealing with new shit. This is the only time I will apologize for possibly making you uncomfortable, my one effort to try to protect you from making you read something that you may not be ready to see or understand. If you continue to read anything I have written from this point on, THAT IS YOUR CHOICE.
If you've never heard of a "transition journal", you can do a google search on "ftm transition journal" to get a better idea on what I'm talking about. Basically, you make updates/take pictures/record voice clips and post them as they occur to document the changes in your life. It's a great way to connect with the people you know who don't get to see you every day, and it can be a source of comfort for other trans people who don't know what to expect, don't know any other trans people themselves, or who want to hear the stories of normal people in their everyday lives. I've spent years reading journals made by other people, and I can say first hand that it is an entirely different thing to read a report full of medical jargon than it is to read someone's life story written by themselves. Besides being comforting, they're also really interesting, and I'd suggest that anyone interested in the general pursuit of knowledge go and check some out.
This would also be a good time to state that I AM NOT A MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL, NOR SHOULD I BE REGARDED AS SUCH!!! I can only speak from my own experience, and I am only one person in a sea of six billion persons. There is no right or wrong way to transition, but there are ways that are safer and healthier than others, and I strongly suggest that you get medical advice from those who are qualified to give such advice. I consider myself fairly well informed, but I am a musician with a high school diploma, not a doctor.
I think I'm done being super serious now, and I think I'm also done being awake as well. I'll be back soon, and hopefully with more news. Future posts should be more chill, I just needed to cover all my bases before I swung right into the pointed details. G'nite all.
-Drake
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| Whoa snap, a livejournal post? You betcha! |
[23 Jul 2006|07:43pm] |
So I posted a bulletin on the myspace a few days ago about moving to Philly sometime this fall/winter. I need help in looking for a place from people who know about/live/have lived there. Right now I'm just trying to narrow it down to a list of neighborhoods that I can start searching in. My basic criteria starts as:
*Must be close to public transportation
*Nowhere too wildly expensive
*Please, please, please not in cracky town. I can deal with an area being slightly sketchy (I'm living borderline right now), but I don't want to have to constantly worry about getting mugged at 2pm on a Wednesday.
*Preferably by a lot of fun stuff, but if I'm close enough to public transit it shouldn't matter too much.
This is basically what I have to go on now. Anyone who has any advice to give is encouraged to speak up, even if it's advice on where to definately NOT live.
On another note: I'm planning on moving up a few months before my girlfriend does, because I just don't want to be here anymore. I'm thinking of trying to come up around late Oct-December sometime. If you would like to have someone around for about 3 months(ish) to help you pay rent/bills, clean, keep you company, walk your dog, scoop your litterbox, help you dread your hair, drive you home when you're drunk (let's not overdo it on this one), etc., please give me a holler. I'm pretty non-invasive, I shower fairly regularly, I'm pretty tidy (for those of you going "fuck no!", well, I've grown a bit), and I'll play music with you. This is a goody for college folk, because you won't be stuck with a long term roomate, and you can cut back on working because you'll have another income coming in. I'm offering cash up front as well, so don't worry about taking on a deadbeat.
Anyways, like I said, any advice is greatly appreciated as I'd like to get the searching done good and early. Thanks a ton folks.
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[11 Jan 2006|02:38pm] |
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I'm pretty much never on here anymore, I just show up to check on other people's lives occasionally. If anyone wants to keep up with me they can find me at http://www.myspace.com/3294491, and I should be back occasionally to comment or post every now and then. Later kids.
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[15 Nov 2005|07:05pm] |
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I've decided to drop school this semester, and I'm probably not going back. When it comes down to it....I just don't want to go. I have other things I'd rather be working on, and some free time wouldn't kill me either. Today I slept until 11, and it was wonderful.
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