Life with my FTM boy

"I see, so if I don’t have sex with you I’m a prude bitch, if I use the pill I’m a slut, if I get..."

Tue, 24 Apr 2012 22:02:32 -0500

““I see, so if I don’t have sex with you I’m a prude bitch, if I use the pill I’m a slut, if I get pregnant I’m an idiot, and if I choose abortion I’m Satan. Yay.””

SUPPORT V-DAY: EAT A SANDWICH!

Thu, 08 Mar 2012 11:27:11 -0600

If you live in the FORT WORTH, TEXAS area, go eat at Potbelly’s on University Dr! If we get 200 through the door, 25% of their proceeds go to our cause!

Let’s support Haiti relief, the Tarrant County Women’s Center, and Assault Prevention Theatre! EAT A SANDWICH!

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Mon, 05 Mar 2012 09:16:13 -0600

VDay Campaign!

Thu, 01 Mar 2012 11:09:59 -0600

I’ve been crazy busy for a while, and haven’t been posting almost at all. I have my reasons.

One of those reasons is happening next week! I am directing a performance of The Vagina Monologues - and our shows are next Friday!

After that I should be back soon. :)

Let me know if you’re interested in coming to see a performance!

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Thu, 09 Feb 2012 11:18:46 -0600

today, he made the day beautiful

Thu, 09 Feb 2012 01:35:00 -0600

I’m having a rough time with life right now. I’m busy in a way that I have never been busy before: I literally have scheduled something almost every waking hour every day of the week. It means that I look at my wreck of a room and want to cry; it’s so messy, but I don’t have the time to pick it up. I hit the ground running when I moved back in for the semester, and never got settled in. I’m wearing dirty clothes from the hampers, pulling things off the floor, and finding papers everywhere.

So, I’m stressed. And last night I told him. And though last night he said exactly what I didn’t want to hear, today he made me realize one of the many reasons I love him.

Because he’s just so damn cute. And thoughtful. And amazing.

8:19 AM, Text: “Sending love, hope, and peace your way.”

9:13 AM, IM: “Woof! Distraction”

12:59 PM, Text: “I love you.”

2:17 PM, Voicemail: “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skys are grey! You’ll never know dear, how much I love you, so please don’t take my sunshine away.”

5:56 PM, Email: “Pics from Our Sunday morning tea.”

9:16 PM, Text: “Thinking of you.”

9:42 PM, Email: “You are the direction of the universe that I want to know everything about.”

10:00(ish) PM, Blog Post: “…I love her so much and sometimes I wonder if I keep on asking myself these questions because I’ll never really have the answers, I’ll never really have the words to describe her, the words to explain who she is, deep down. I’m learning to write volumes on it now, in my head, but it’s because I know her, and I want to know her...”

10:29 PM, Text: “I was just writing you a dirty text message and saying you should call me…”

This does not include the multiple conversations and sometimes not even the full amount of what was said.

Sometimes I feel like I don’t deserve this. What did I do to merit such love? Nothing, really. He makes me feel special. He makes me feel loved. When I am with him, I am confident and beautiful and knowledgable and nurturing and learning and living and whole.

He makes my days shine.

this dapper fellow is my new boyfriend…or me. :)

Sun, 05 Feb 2012 22:36:21 -0600

this dapper fellow is my new boyfriend…or me. :)

"Inside, I am a beautiful woman. The Trickster tapped me in my mother’s womb and placed me in..."

Sat, 04 Feb 2012 14:52:00 -0600

“Inside, I am a beautiful woman. The Trickster tapped me in my mother’s womb and placed me in this man’s shell. At least I understand what happened. How many like me live our lives without ever knowing? How many of us never feel right in the world where we live, and never realize that a god turned our lives on end? Some of us even claim the the Trickster is one of us, and made us so She/He has company.”

- Okha/Amber in Bloodhound, by Tamora Pierce

She has always been one of my favorite authors. Every time I reread her novels, I am stunned by the complex portrayal of gender and sexuality that she adds to young adult books. Though they are not centered around sexuality, her books focus on heroines who understand other people and promote tolerance and empathy.

Vic Hunt: Boy with a Cunt

Thu, 02 Feb 2012 19:53:52 -0600

Go see Vic Hunt’s second lesson: Sexual Orientation: It’s more complicated than it seems!

To watch (it starts at 8:05) go to this chat room:
http://tinychat.com/drbeaverboy?time=1328233716761

To read his blog go to:
drbeaverboy.com
drbeaverboy.tumblr.com

Check it out!

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Thu, 02 Feb 2012 19:06:53 -0600

I had to argue against gay rights today

Thu, 02 Feb 2012 12:15:59 -0600

I feel physically ill. I almost started crying in class.

Should openly gay teachers be allowed to teach kindergarten? Should gay people be represented on tv? Should gay couples be allowed to adopt kids? If married homosexual couples move to America, should we recognize their marriages? Is America’s refusal to accept homosexuality a form of bigotry?

“No, because…”

I hated the words coming out of my mouth. What was even more upsetting is that a kid on the pro side specifically stated that he “could not argue for gays” and sat there with his mouth covered as a demonstration of his disapproval.

Of course, the animal kingdom came up and the fact that animals engage in homosexual acts. One girl insisted that they are not “homosexual” but “asexual” because “living with the same sex and not having sex” is, apparently, asexual. This is after she had to be convinced that male animals will have sex with each other. And then the fact that “we cannot compare animals to human beings at all” because they are animals (and obviously have nothing in common) made the first guy say “thank God,” which broke his pact of silence.

I hurt. A lot.

Although – I have to say that I’m proud: my ‘con’ team had an incredibly difficult time coming up with anything. We definitely lost. For a Christian university, that’s incredibly hopeful.

We went to a leather bar this weekend, and he picked my outfit:...

Wed, 01 Feb 2012 07:52:36 -0600

We went to a leather bar this weekend, and he picked my outfit: a corset and black jeans!

Once a Daughter, Now a Son: The Mother of a Transgender Child Shares Her Emotional Transition

Fri, 27 Jan 2012 12:37:00 -0600

Once a Daughter, Now a Son: The Mother of a Transgender Child Shares Her Emotional Transition:

this is a phenomenal letter - please read it. <3

Why did you stop? poke Guess which one is me?

Thu, 26 Jan 2012 21:30:47 -0600

Why did you stop? *poke*

Guess which one is me?

First Live Class With Vic Hunt! Lesson #1: “Trannies” (and why you probably shouldn’t call them that)

Thu, 26 Jan 2012 20:00:08 -0600

First Live Class With Vic Hunt! Lesson #1: “Trannies” (and why you probably shouldn’t call them that)

This is pretty much how it works…

Tue, 24 Jan 2012 00:48:37 -0600

This is pretty much how it works…

A texting conversation two months in...

Tue, 24 Jan 2012 00:47:18 -0600

Me: Was it a good afternoon?
Vic: I was sleepy, but it wasn't too bad. It helped that I had a good morning and lunch.
Me: Oh, really? What was so good about it?
Vic: Well, y'see, there's this girl I kinda like...
Me: Oh god, that's how it always starts.
Vic: I know, it really is awful, isn't it?
Me: Yes, it is. Well, go on! Does she like you back?
Vic: She says she loves me!
Me: You lucky dog! How's that treating you?
Vic: Well, normally I'm terrified of the "love" word, especially from people I haven't known for long...but I love her back so it's not quite as scary. She has certainly brightened my life.
Me: Oh, how disgustingly sweet.
Vic: ugh, yeah, I know. You're lucky to have squeezed that mushy stuff out of me. I'm internally conflicted between logic and romance...though, perhaps even worse - is that I'm finding ways to explain and justify romance logically. Scary, no?
Me: Pretty much.
Vic: You're ridiculous.
Me: Nope, just in a good mood.
Vic: Fantastic.
Me: I think so. I mean, I've had a pretty great day, so bad moods are hard to come by.
Vic: What was good about your day?
Me: Well, you're gunna laugh...
Vic: Maybe, maybe not. Either way, laughter makes you happier.
Me: Um. So, there's this boy...
Vic: Okay...what about him?
Me: I'm kind of head over heels...he makes my head spin.
Vic: Heh, sounds fun. How's that working out for you?
Me: I haven't really stopped smiling since the last time I saw him...
Vic: lql! that's good. Does your face hurt yet?
Me: On and off. I have to take breaks to rub my cheeks...
Vic: Haha, that doesn't happen every day, does it? Your poor face!
Me: Well, it takes fewer muscles to smile than it does to frown...but you forget about the soreness when you're just that happy.
Vic: Good lord, you mean your face is sore?
Me: Nope, I've been practicing for about a month now.
Vic: So your face was sore a month ago. Glad to hear you're getting a facial workout. What about him makes you smile so damned much, anyway?
Me: Well, he's cute with a sense of humor, which helps. But it's more of the way that he looks at me and even when we're not together, I feel like we're sitting next to each other having a nice chat.
Vic: That sounds wonderful. Lucky girl. You know I always love to see you happy.
Me: The feeling is mutual.
Vic: <3
Me: >i<
Vic: (so glad I can bring that feeling to you)
Me: (me too)

Gee, thanks darlin

Mon, 23 Jan 2012 10:44:41 -0600

Me: You didn't notice that I drooled on you a little bit, right?
Vic: Nope.
Me: Good. Well, I just wiped it off and went back to sleep...
Vic: This is why I don't get butterflies anymore.

Normal Sunday in bed

Sun, 22 Jan 2012 18:58:07 -0600

Me: Stop untying my skirt. Stop it.
*slap hands away and jousts him with a massager - turned on - before collapsing on top of him*
*beat*
*fingers are moving at my side*
Me: Are you untying my skirt?
Vic: *pause* No...
Me: Stop it.
Vic: It's already untied.

Test Run: Vic's First Broadcast!

Thu, 19 Jan 2012 20:00:12 -0600

http://tinychat.com/drbeaverboy?time=1327024132752