[27] Queer church and fabulous nails.

So, now I’m going to church. Don’t panic, I haven’t come over all fundamentalist. My housemate goes to the PMCC (Peninsula Metropolitan Community Church) nearby, which is part of a big organization of queer-friendly, trans-welcoming churches who preach a mixed bag of religion and spirituality, and don’t mind if you’re a bit edgy about believing [...]

[25] Anger and navel-gazing.

Still waiting on news from the second interview. In the meantime, something entirely different. I’ve got a cool temper. Not like my housemate Z, who ignites like a flash-fire and gets over it in five minutes, or my brother, who triggers over really specific things and then sulks for weeks. Mine is slow-build, like a [...]

[23] Interludes of life.

I have a job interview tomorrow, and because the universe is a cruel and unfeeling entity I’ve spent the major portion of the night wing-manning my housemate in the ER because he decided to acquire CELLULITIS OF THE FACE. OF THE FACE. Throat, specifically, because he has a special, special immune system fashioned on the [...]