A few months ago, I met a boy. He was handsome, kind and completely infatuated with me. A surplus of free time and unwise spending habits ensconced us in a romantic shell of speculative dreams. My unfettered joy for life is intoxicating thing to be around and I’m very aware of it. I often reminded him that his feelings are temporary and I have no plans to be anyone’s girlfriend. Not dissuaded, he continued to spend time with me as often as possible and make overtures to our future happiness. Continue reading Solidly Integral
Category Archives: Reasons for Things
Pride
The Seattle Pride march happens this month and I don’t think I can make it. I don’t having anything to be proud of. I have the look and I have the attitude. I’m lacking any substance. Resembling a cliche doesn’t fill you with all its nougat-y goodness. The culture I discovered last month has a number of factions that would like my attention. Chomping at the bit over what method of destruction I will choose the stench of fresh meat draws the attention of most predators. The advantage I showed up with is not so easily falling sway. Continue reading Pride
Patreon
I do a lot to avoid discomfort. I’ve had habits, dependencies, addictions and resolve. I’m preventing myself from doing something bad more times than I’ve done the bad thing. The bad things I’ve done often pale in comparison to the truly unkind. But I feel everything the people around me feel. I can’t exist without knowing both sides of the struggle because that line in the middle is exactly where I want to be. I have a personality of extremes and depths of the ocean. That’s a lot of terrain to cover in a human lifetime. I’ve kept my mouth shut long enough about the things I don’t know about. It’s time to talk about the things I do know about. Continue reading Patreon
Solitude versus “alone time”
Looking around social media, I regularly see individuals discussing how introverted they are and how hard it is to be so misunderstood all the time. Let’s ignore for a second that posting to Facebook every 30 minutes is the opposite of introverted behavior. Why is everyone clamoring for the label all of a sudden? There’s no glory in being reticent. Well-known introverts only got recognition after a lifetime of introspection and solitude. You’re only the quiet one if you don’t saying anything about it. Continue reading Solitude versus “alone time”
Puppies!
Monetarily I’ve gotten much more than $40 worth of parties out of my CSPC AYCE card. It’s impossible to do everything and actually enjoy myself so I chose carefully. The Unleashed! party, held as a fundraiser for SEA-PAH, is the most revealing experience I’ve had and worth far more than the $10 donation. I went into the party mostly ignorant but optimistic. As Brad Pitt says, I like dags. Continue reading Puppies!
The Q
When I grew up in the early 90’s it was just called “gay rights”. Posited as an agenda by the mainstream, I didn’t see the complaint. Even at 11, I knew people should love whoever they want and trying to control that is just plain silly. So I’ve supported the gay rights movement my entire life, no question. By the end of high school the more inclusive acronym LGB gained a foothold. I’m so glad the L comes first. Partially for the feminism stuff but mostly for avoiding the gl- sound. By the time I graduated college, LGBT was the acceptable collection of letters. It stayed that way until I left Memphis, TN. The Q wasn’t even an option. Continue reading The Q
OKC Corral
I’m not an expert on dating technology but I’m apparently good at it. I have met multiple stellar friends on Tinder and OkCupid. I even found a quality person on Craiglist once but that was back in the dark ages; I got lucky that time but only in the sense of not getting raped and murdered. I possess a unique combination of confidence and intuition. My willingness to stab someone in the throat in self defense is just a learned skill from growing up in Memphis. Overall, I’m well-equipped to meet almost anyone and give them at least 30 minutes of my attention. After that, you better be worth my time. Continue reading OKC Corral
Sex Club
The first rule of Sex Club is there’s no drinking at the sex club. Unlike almost every other sexually charged social event I’ve attended, there is no drinking at CSPC parties. One of the inherent rules in any consent culture is that you must be able to give consent. The only way to feel safe in some situations is knowing you and your partner(s) are lucid and willing. For me, sobriety makes everything even sexier. I don’t need to lower my inhibitions to ask for what I want for the first time in my life. It’s empowering. Continue reading Sex Club
Introperverted
The title to the party stresses the PER. A subtle difference from emphasizing PERV. Most of the other parties I’ve visited at the CSPC definitely focus on the perv. True to my introvert passion, my main interest at this party is writing while in the space. I believe certain locations retain energy people have invested there over time. If I unhinge my mind a little I can usually feel the aura of the place. I guess I’m a hippie like that. Trust me, sapiosexuals think I’m a hottie.
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