Decidedly Obscure Human Complaints.

Watching this gets me all emotional and teary. It's not every day that I genuinely relate to music, and this song, in all its dramatic glory, gets me like a little GPS-coordinated dart. D-R-A-M-A. The transgender lead singer, Antony Hegarty, is all kinds of androgynous adorable awesome. An Interview with Antony Hegarty lazz : GROSS: I’d like to talk with you a little bit about gender. You describe yourself as transgender. What does that mean to you? HEGARTY: Well, you know, it’s pretty simple. I don’t identify as a man. I identify as transgender, you know? I mean, it’s a pretty typical phenomenon. There’s probably transgender people in most families, somewhere around the line. Usually exhibits… (Soundbite of laughter) HEGARTY: Its symptoms, like, by the age of five or something, you know that your alignment is subtly or very overtly different than the kids that may be around you. I always aligned more with my mother and my mother’s side. And my pursuits and interest

My cat, Evilbunny, is 84 years old in kitty years now. What the? That's 17 in human years! Madness. He just keeps going and going and going and... I think all of the cuddles I've been giving him throughout the years (since I was 11) are keeping him alive and sufficiently plump. Or so I say. Here is a photo taken yesterday of our usual nightly sleeping arrangement. Since I had to get up to acquire my camera and take the photo, I doodled in where I sleep and the position I arrange myself in, like a puzzle piece, to fit:

Vacation is going by way too quickly. I've spent about 80% of this break socializing like a chipmunk storing food in preparation for the winter season. I'm signed up for 16 credit hours next semester, plus 2 extra credits for a research methods course required for the McNair Scholarship program I'm in. This is a great time to have school break though, seeing as it coincides with out-of-town friends pooling in to the fine state of Utah for the holidays. Christmas has been so much fun. Throughout the month my grandparents snuck by our place to drop off soup and rolls and whatnot all ninja style. Which were super delicious and very sweet of them. Then, on the eve o' xmas a couple of little presents were opened between my parents and me. My dad unwrapped his gift to discover a box of crackers and my mom unwrapped her gift to discover a vegan "cheese" ball to dip said crackers in. Mmm! Then, as per family tradition, we nibbled on the above mentioned delicious

Finals, at long brutal last and as all wonderful things do, came to an end on the 14th. Since then I have spent my time in recovery-mode NOT writing and lounging around. So now here I am, ready to write. Something peculiar happened last week. Last Monday, like the diligent student that I am, I went to bed at 10pm-almost-on-the-dot. About an hour later I woke up, all... uncomfortable-like. It took me about a half hour to fall back asleep and, again, I woke up all... uncomfortable-like. I rationalized that, since my last two finals were that following Tuesday morning back-to-back starting at 8am, perhaps I was stressed or nervous, causing me to feel off. Although, I wasn't thinking anything anxiety-inducing, it was the only thing I could come up with. I then forced myself to get back to sleep. So this process repeated, over and over, about five times until I woke up again at 4am, pissed, uncomfortable-like, and defeated. And then it dawned on me. Was I having menstrual cram

Finals slay me. Until the 14th, anyway. And then I'll sleep until January to recover. I suspect this is a violation of my human rights.

A friend of mine asked me to find some high-resolution photos of the most recent Trans March this past Pride. So off I went to computer land to sift through my photos in hot pursuit of said high res's - and ended up falling down a rabbit hole of old pictures galore. I found one that is absolutely butt rock hair epic, of me when I was the wee bot age o' 16 : Whoa . This is a never-before-seen photo sharing blog exclusive! Did I not own a hair brush? Actually, I don't recall brushing my hair ever... so uh, yeah, about that. EPIC.

This is a FANTASTIC speech given by Bernie Sanders on income inequality here in America. Graphs and images have been added to this particular version for those that need a little more stimulation to get them through a political speech. The music is from the Cinematic Orchestra album. You will enjoy and hate every minute of it: