Decidedly Obscure Human Complaints.

Last Thursday I was invited to a shindig by my friend, Erin, who lured me in by saying something persuasive along the lines of, " something blah yappity yap Mister Trans Sister something tonight blah yap ". Mister ? Trans ? Sister ? All in one name? I didn't know what Erin was yapping on about - if Mister Trans Sister was the name of a performer, the event, or what, but the name was all I needed to know. I was in. So off we went to this night club where I hugged her from behind on the back of her motorcycle. Erin, keep in mind, is far more masculine/transitioned than I am just due to some innate mass production of testosterone. Or so I theorize. She frequently jokes about how maybe, just maybe, I'll catch up to her one day. "Jokes". Ha... By the time that we arrived the club wasn't packed just yet, but out of the few people already there, two were very glammed out drag queens. Definitely up my alley. As time went by, more and more gender variance p...

I received the most adorable card from my parents yesterday, at my 2nd it's-not-a-birthday-without-cake! birthday party. The cake, by the way, was insanely delicious. I know I'm bias because my mom made it - but it really is the best vegan cake ever. How could one, stupid little Hulk card communicate SO much, and so perfectly?!

Oh geez. Earlier this week the headteacher at Rocky Mountain Jr.High in Utah's Weber School District, Craig Jessop, told 14-year-old Gavin McFarland that he was not allowed to wear his kilt to school because somebody might think, god forbid, that McFarland was... dare I say it, cross-dressing . According to an article from the San Francisco Chronicle : "Gavin says he wore the kilt twice in the past two weeks to Rocky Mountain Junior High as a prop for an art project. Jessop told the boy that the outfit could be misconstrued as cross-dressing." This whole situation created stir enough - 98.6% of it about being horribly offended that the kilt was mistaken as a skirt, and, therefore, is a dire offense to Scottish tradition. Weber School District officials are having Jessop issue an apology to McFarland because, they state, " We certainly do not consider wearing a kilt, especially for a school project, as cross-dressing,... We recognize the kilt as a display of Sc...

Exciting trans news that came out yesterday. France has set a precedent by becoming the first country to depathologize transsexualism . An article came popping out about it that was all slathered in, well, French - but an English translation came popping out soon after: Transsexualism will no longer be classified as a mental illness in France Transsexualism will no longer be classified in France as a mental illness, a government decision hailed Saturday as "historic" by the associations concerned, on the eve of the International Day Against Homophobia and transphobia. Read more > Yay for translations! Interesting that most countries - the United States in particular - classify transsexualism as "Gender Identity Disorder" or "Gender Dysphoria", where it's described as a mental and not physical disorder. Yet, this mental disorder is treated physically - via hormones and surgery. Funny, that. And thanks to this wonked out, nonsensical cl...

Prior to starting testosterone I could never look at myself unclothed, in a swimming outfit, in tank tops, or even in shorts. Not that I'd ever considered myself unattractive - just entirely disconnected. I felt soft. Hairless. Prepubescent. Seeing as I'm attracted to soft and hairless feminine individuals, I could look at myself and, on some level, could appreciate it, even though it wasn't me . And, admittedly, the longer the testosterone reshapes my appearance, the less attractive I become to myself. There's a little bit of irony in that. The less attractive I become to myself - the more acne-ridden, square-headed, pot-bellied, muscular, and hairy - the more confident I become. Connected . Relieved. Hopeful. The me I'd known since the world of whoa-puberty-you're-going-the-wrong-way! kicked in NEVER wanted to wear shorts, for example. Yet, now that there's hair growing all over the place below my knee AND above my knee, I can't resist wearing t...

I worked for the company that I was laid off from for approximately 3 years doing front-end web development. I was hired on to a little team of tolerant, diverse people by a wacky feller with funny glasses who cared that a.) we were all tolerant and got along and b.) could do our jobs. Done and done. All was well in the land of employment. Then the wacky boss with funny glasses left. His position was filled by someone else who happens to be much more conservative and also LDS. I learned about his more conservative perspectives after a co-worker introduced me to his blog, which consisted of many posts complaining about the country taking a nose dive into socialism now that Obama's President, about the LGBQT community persecuting the victim Mormons over Proposition 8, etc.). Incrementally the team members I initially worked with dropped off and new team members popped up. One in particular instantly became my boss's favorite. ♥Derek♥. LDS. 6 kids. Brigham Young Univer...

I can't resist sharing this. In just the past 5 days people have found my blog using the following key words in Google: "fat trans guy" "blogger male twink blog" "guar gum to curb hunger" "monstrous pussy lips" "hippy doctor" "pimple on taint" "pussy glum" "skeezy tranni" "native american rat tail hair" "take it in the butt" I must be doing something right when my blog pops up from key words like those. I need to start keeping a list. A friend of mine shared that someone found her blog after searching for "monster cock suck". Explains our friendship, that's for sure. Our uh, found-by-interesting-key-word-blog bond, that is ...

May 10th marked 151 Days since I began my transition with Testosterone Cypionate. I'm on the same dosage that I began with - 100mg every 2 weeks . It's been way too frickin' long since I've had the opportunity to take unflattering brightly lit photos of myself. Since I moved, I have one little dim bulb in my bathroom (this will be remedied at some point in the near future), so I wasn't quite sure where to take photos that wouldn't necessitate a big blast of obnoxious flash action. So I borrowed Gina's bathroom, which worked well enough! 'ish. It's something. Moving right along... 151 Days on Testosterone Cypionate, 100mg every 2 weeks:

Ooo! Due to being Internet absent and relying on The Salt Lake Tribune stone tablets for my news, my friend, Melanie, just alerted me of the following: A Decade After Matthew Shepard's Brutal Murder, Feds Finally Act April 30, 2009, the U.S. House of Representatives passed The Local Law Enforcement Hate Crimes Prevention Act of 2009 , known more commonly as the Matthew Shepard Act. This act, which passed by a vote of 249-175, expands protections of people based on race, color, religion and national origin to also include actual or perceived gender, sexual orientation, gender identity or disability. The next step is a vote in the Senate. If it passes the Senate, President Obama has already stated that he will sign the bill into law. Wooo! Trans peeps are included, too! Melanie pointed out the following, however, " What floored me were the comments made by one representative, ... ", U.S. Representative Virginia Foxx, R-N.C., in dissent against the bill: We know t...

Over the weekend I volunteered at a No More Homeless Pets event called Super Adoptions. They love to stick me on the front gate where I try to look menacing (enough that pups don't escape or get stolen on my watch!), but friendly. I put little ribbons on pups coming in and check the paper work of pups heading out, pass out poop bags to dog walkers and remind people that kitties are indoors across the way. It's so much fun watching previously homeless pups and cats get toted off to their new homes. Er, moving on. In previous years at events like this where I interact with a gazillion + one strangers the gender interpretive reactions have varied, unless I spoke - which would then usually be met with an immediate female pronoun "correction" and apology. This time it was all kinds of mixed, where I'd have some people using female pronouns and others, even after I'd say, " Awww, did you just adopt this little guy? Mind if I check your adoption papers?...

My Internet access has been severely lacking. As in,  no -Internet-access. Zilch. My world has consisted of moving.moving.moving, being sick with something prolonged from moving.moving.moving and occasionally reading old world newspapers I find on the porch. Which, for someone accustomed to getting 98.6% of his news from the Interwebs, feels like dragging around and deciphering a stone tablet. It's not right. Heavy, too. Anyhoo, moving is essentially complete! Got my brother all packed and his pile o' crap hoistered over to storage. Got myself packed. My roomie got all packed. Then we ventured forth, three blocks west, into our new much-more-spacious place. The cats approve. Especially when it comes to the stairwell, the creepy basement, and all of the sunshiny windows. Rat approves, too. My last injection was on Thursday, which was the big moving day. I got it over with first thing in the morning. Left thigh. Went smooth as butta. No bleeding. I've learned qu...