If you are listening, I am just passing through

Finally found a post I'd been searching for for ages. I wanted to see when I'd come to the realization I wasn't meant to have tits.

January 12th, 2006. A little over two and a half years. Feels like longer.

I metion, in that post, that I 'don't want a dick'. That was kind of, sort of, a lie.

Okay, before anyone freaks (particularly Bri, who's such a patient dear)-I still don't want a sex change. I've always felt that sexual organs should come with Velcro. There are times when I seriously consider buying a strap-on. I've been looking at them more and more. Yeah, they're ugly as fuck. But...sometimes, not often, but sometimes...it feels like there should be something else there.

Gahhhh, I can't believe I admitted that! *blushes* Okay. Off to bed with me.

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Didn't go to bed when I posted. Played Sims. Wrote a very...erm, well, personal piece, that I'm glad is on my laptop so I can't send it to the person it's meant for right off, and finished reading Darkly Dreaming Dexter, finally. Thus, I woke up for keeps at 11. Sigh.

I believe in love

Any Twilight fans who have heard about the fact Stephenie released a spoiler to EW re: Breakinn Dawn and fear reading it-go ahead and read. It's so fucking obvious, we all knew it was going to happen-at least those of us on Team Edward. ^_^

Ahhh, I can't wait 'til Friday. Hopefully I can nag mom into picking it up for me.

Like the sky

Okay, I haven't read any C.S. Lewis, nor do I intend to, but I just found this quote and...I realize it's about death. But it so throughly echoes my feelings...not just with Bri, but with other people in my life who have left gaping holes.

Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything

*mrrrfle*