I chose not to have a baby. It’s a decision I’ve wrestled with most of my life. Having children is an expectation in my family. Fortunately, I recognize my own flaws and would never inflict my existence on a non-consenting child. Not to mention how much medication it takes to keep me sane. Most importantly though – I don’t want to continue the cycle of insecurity and emotional abuse I witnessed in my own upbringing. So when my loving, long-term boyfriend Tim impregnates me, I schedule the abortion exactly 8 weeks from the day of conception. I choose not to have the baby because of my gut. Continue reading It Ends With Me
Category Archives: Daily Life
Collateral Damage
Where I came from, pot smoking is as illegal as heroin selling. I’m not talking about Memphis (for once). In the 90s, I was a teenager. Growing up as the target during the War on Drugs wreaked havoc on my psyche. I wasn’t anywhere near the drugs themselves but honestly, I have PTSD anyway. America was so thorough during that war they not only attacked people using drugs but made sure to inoculate demographics that might use drugs. Continue reading Collateral Damage
Orificexual
“Have you ever been with a woman,” Dan asks.
“I’ve had intimate encounters with women but nothing I’d call sex,” I reply carefully.
“How do you define sex?” Continue reading Orificexual
Welcome To PAX!
This new video series actually deters me from trying out cosplay at PAX. I’m starkly off-center from the average con-goer and old fears emerge when I’m among them. Greatly enjoying all my new-thing trying, I still don’t excel in a large group. No reason to call any attention to myself. I tend to get bullied by Gamers. Just as a 4-year old is excluded from the 10-year old’s party games, it’s a circumstance that simply exists no matter how much she wants to change it. That’s how I feel, showing up late to the gunfight with my knife.
Simulated Reality
At Disneyworld in the 90s there was a state-of-the-art ride that offered a multi-sensory experience inside an alien spaceship. An arena of futuristic chairs encircled a holographic tour guide in the center. Our seats were armed with as many doo-dads as a Dr. Seuss invention and the basis of the experience hinged on reduced visibility. Clever lighting and timed release of things like mist or hot air accompanied the narrative and in-seat surround sound gave the impression of things happening all around the cabin. At one point I even felt an alien brush against me. My 12-year old disbelief was suspended almost the entire time. Continue reading Simulated Reality
Brunch
It’s so surreal in Seattle. People totally do brunch here but not the way churchgoing Southerns do. It’s much more casual. People leisurely get up and go out whenever they feel like it from 10am till whenever. The regimented waves of services attendees from noon to one on a Memphis Sunday means you have to get up and get your brunch before 11am if you want to enjoy it. Otherwise it’s a circus of socialites and the devout.
Restricting bars with indoor smoking to a 21+ rule forced every Midtown brunch place in Memphis to ban smoking. They couldn’t afford to lose the Sunday family business.
9-year olds
I’m observing a 10-year birthday party made up of young boys. About 50% Asian, notable only because it’s not the demographic of my hometown. They are scared of me and my lime green mohawk, maintaining a respectful distance. That’s slightly gratifying but my smile gives me away. I’m just a strange girl typing in the corner, here by the grace of adulthood. Why I’m here is irrelevant. Their opinion doesn’t count. Continue reading 9-year olds
Kimmy: Season 2
Great writing
Creative directing
Deeply funny comedy
That only lacks subtlety
The silverfish
Make up for
The Kardashians
A “racist” punch
At the end
Foreshadows
Glorious darkness.
XCOM 2: Embrace the Autosave
You know that feeling when you wake up before you have to and you just don’t need to sleep anymore?
Me neither. Not for a really long time. I had forgotten what it feels like until today. I woke up with free time. Yes, it’s just as glorious as it sounds. It’s beautiful outside so naturally I decide to play a game. Continue reading XCOM 2: Embrace the Autosave