I just have a hard time keepin' up, I tell ya

Life is really busy even right I'm not in school. I guess that's a good thing, eh? Actually, I was having a really hard time last week with my brother being in the war. I don't even watch the news because it's too depressing. I am allowing myself to cry and talk about my feelings around my brother being in the war with friends and family members. Actually, I'm establishing a lot closer relationships with my sisters and mom and step-dad than ever b4.

My middle sister, Jeanette, who is 23 years old, had her first baby on Sunday. That day, it really felt like life was happening; people around me are dying, a new nephew is in my life, friends are having a hard time, my brother is in the war, work is really busy, and school starts back up next week.

Even though it's been weeks since I've blogged, I just don't have the time right now to get into anything. So, just checkin' for now. I do hope all is well with all o' ya'll. Later.

Yay! I'm There...(or is it here?). Anyway, I made it!

My finals are over and I feel like a whole new girl with a fresh pair of pumps! I did the best I could with my finals and I feel a huge relief. I get to sleep in tomorrow. I get to start working out at the gym while I'm off for the next two weeks. I get to...do whatever I want (aside from missing work).

Now I'm off to see Margaret Cho! Woo hoo! More later.

Almost There...

This quarter is almost over. Day by day, assignment by assignment, I'm getting closer to being done with this week. Actually, Dean persuaded me to stay home on Monday and work on my 10-page report that's due Thursday. At first, I was reluctanct because work has been really crazy, too. But, I did indeed stay home and wrote a first draft. Last night, Dean helped me edit it, and 3 hours later the report was done. Now, I go home tonight, after a day's rest from it, and proofread once more.

The assignment was to choose an ethnic group other than my own and write about one or more of its leaders. I had to analyze the arguments, what the leaders requested from the majority group, and discuss the beliefs, hopes, fears, etc...of the spokesperson. It was a paper analyzing the rhetoric in the speech. I chose Dr. King and Malcolm X and compared and contrasted their ideas, messages, etc... In my humble opinion, I think it turned out rather well.

I finally sent off a letter to my brother, who is a Marine and currently in Kuwait. I worry about him often and hope he gets my letter.

Well, I don't have time to really dive into anything, at the same time my mind feels pretty blank. I just can't wait for this week 2 b over! Later!

Childhood Memories Aren't Always Pleasant Ones

While shaving this morning, I was a childhood memory started taking over my mind. I was in the 5th or 6th grade and in once of my classrooms, I sat in the back corner of the class. Well, I had diarrhead my pants and was quite embarassed, to say the least. The students around me started smelling it and the teacher thought the smell was coming from a dead rat in the wall. Smo, she suggested all the students move to an empty seat that was away from the wall. Well, I didn't want to move because the smell would come with me and then everyone would find out it was me. So, I stayed there. Everyone thought I was weird staying there but I claimed that I couldn't smell anything.

I remember having music class, and others commented on the smell. Even on the bus ride home, people were saying, "Oooo that smell!" One student even told me, "It's probably so-and-so," but I didn't say anything.

I got home and my parents had company over. Embarassingly, I told my mom what had happened and she told me to go get in the shower. She was quite and nice about it.

Well, I wouldn't say that I'm having a shitty day, but I have felt weird all day. For instance, I thought I heard someone laughing when in fact they weren't. They were in the same room as me, too! You might think I was on drugs or something but I've been sober for 8 years. (See what that'll getcha...just kidding!).

I think I'm just really tired, too. I have so much homework to do and it's the last week and a half of the quarter (upon which time I'll have two weeks on break before the next quarter begins). Well, last night I just couldn't do any homework. I was really sleepy and was out by 9:30 and didn't wake up till 7 this morning. Boy did I sleep good! Thank you, God!

After all this work, and after my finals on the 15th, I'm gonna go see Margaret Cho. I'm really looking forward to it.

One Last Thing...I've also been going through some feelings around a sponsee of mine passing away. Not too many people know I was his sponsor so I've been receiving limited emotional support around this. I figure there will be a place and time when my Higher Power will direct those to guide me in my healing process around this. I did make some phone calls to tell people of his death, and many already knew (he was also Dean's ex-boyfriend and friend). His memorial services are this Saturday but I have an oral presentation to give at school on Bobby Darin and then I have lecture in the afternoon that'll cover material that's gonna be on my Contemporary Native Americans final, so I don't want to miss that.

Other than that, things are going well. I hope all is well with all o' ya'll. Later!

Smile!

I really do love this link. Do you like it, 2?

And I see Marlene, and Candy, and Romy. And Look...There's Grace, and Princess Johnson. And How are You Today, Vince?

Life continues to be busy. I'm realizing I should probably just resign to the fact that things are going to be busy for me for the next few years while I'm working and going to school full time, while trying to have a social life at the same time.
Friday, I went dancing after studying for a couple of hours and the regular d.j. wasn't there. The other d.j. kind-of sucked, actually, but I did get to do some dancing and sweat off a couple of pounds.

Saturday, after being at school all day, I had a great time at Drag Bingo (it was a fundraiser event). It was stressful getting there because I was late (and I hate being late) and then trying to find parking in San Francisco was a you-know-what. Nonetheless, once I got there, I had a great time. I got to see friends whom I hadn't seen in a while. Vince was there and it was great 2 c him. He's lookin' good.

On Sunday, I got to sleep in until 10 a.m. I got 10 hours of sleep. It's like a milestone! I haven't been able to sleep in for the past month at least. It felt really good. Then, I dragged out some make-up and hip clothes for a drag fundraising event (this one that Marlene was at). I had a wonderful time getting ready with Marlene at her office. At the even, it was great to see a few drag sisters whom I hadn't seen in a while. Although Grace and Romy weren't all prettied up as girls, they showed all their masculine beauty by butching it up and playing cute-boy for the night. It was great to play catch-up with PJ and Romy, in particular. It was a late night and I had to get up early the next morning.

Dragging my feet through the day (I was dozing off in our department meeting), I looked forward to getting to sleep around 9:30 but then I didn't feel all that tired. I finally got to sleep around 10:30 and still feel rather sluggish today. I actually feel anxious and sleepy at the same time...Anxious because I have so much school work to catch up on...and Sleepy just thinking about it all.

Anyway, I better get back to work. More later. Until next time, be good to yourself and to each other.

OH MY G-....

Did you guys see this picture of Marlene? FABULOUS. BEAUTY, TO BE WORSHIPPED EVEN. SHE OUTTA BE SLAPPED (That IS something that she would say, so it's OK if I say it, too).

Blah, Blah, Blah

It's been a while since I've blogged; too long, as a matter of fact. I just mind myself doing school work, I went away to South Lake Tahoe this past weekend, and the days seem to roll on by. ( By going to Tahoe, I missed out on the opportunity to be a glamourous star for a night...it is a BIG price to pay for having such a conflicting schedule. I wish I could have been there).Before I know it, I haven't blogged in over a week.

The trip to Tahoe was wonderful. I stayed at a friend's parent's cabin with Dean and four other friends. We ate a lot, relaxed by the fire, walked around in the snow and by the streams. Saturday night, it snowed. I did a Stevie Nicks dance and spun around in circles with my head up towards the sky, arms wide out. Except I wasn't wearing heels...I was in my bear feet.

By morning, a foot of snow had fallen. MY CAR IS NO LONGER A VIRGIN. Sure, it had experienced foreplay in the snow when David and I drove to Reno for my sister's wedding, but it had never been covered in a foot of snow. That morning, I watched as the snow fell off the trees and the snow would stir around, then driftly float, in the air.

While I enjoy being in the snow, I couldn't live in it. The idea of driving in it scares me. On the way home, the roads had been cleared and I didn't have to put snow chains on my tires (unlike the skiers who were headed up to the resort that morning around 10--I'd seen them all parked alongside the highway when I was going to the grocery store that morning. I didn't drive). Despite this fact, the idea of driving with snow around me made me tense. The roads were dry and clear, but I was still tense. It was a beautiful scene with the snow covered mountains and hillsides, but I was still tense. Just like some people may get tense on riding roller coasters or flying in an airplane, I don't like driving in snow.

Well, just wanted to check in and say...Yes, I'm still alive. I do hope all is well with all o' ya'll. Later.