Archive for June, 2009
Sleep is a luxury that my brain hasn’t allowed me since the middle of last week. I’ve slept in short bursts of maybe half an hour at a time. I eventually passed out on my bed last night around 3am. Right now I can barely hold up my cup of tea without my hand shaking [ READ MORE ]
(aka the incoherent fanboying ramblings of an insomniac) I’ve been wasting time watching videos of TWD-era Bowies. Because he’s too awesome to be singular. This is why you should never ever do drugs: Fidgety, twitchy, spaced out, sniffing, and paranoid Start listening around 4:50 onward. Any time in the car, really. You’ll see what I [ READ MORE ]
I haven’t had much to say about the original purpose of this blog recently. Transitioning is no longer my single-minded obsession. It’s not that I feel any differently about not being female. I’ve just realised there are more important things that need my attention. Figaro’s cancer diagnosis, I think, was a wake up call in [ READ MORE ]
Fuck my life. Seriously. Fuck my life. Figaro’s melanomas are malignant. I’m so scared. For the first time in a while, crying doesn’t feel like enough[ READ MORE ]