OK. It’s the real New Year’s, and it’s time to party like it’s 1999. You haven’t done New Year’s until you’ve attended a Chinese (or in my case, Taiwanese) New Year’s Party. You get there at eight when the party’s supposed to start, and then you sit on your asses and wait. And wait. And… Continue Reading
Category Archives: Personal Life
The Unbearable Darkness of Being
Today, over at Balloon Juice, Cole posted about a commenter who had recently killed herself shortly after her beloved killed himself. I think her commenting tapered off before I started frequenting the site because her name only vaguely rings a bell. The reason I am blogging about this is because her last note (on one… Continue Reading
A Study in Contrast
A long long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away–oh, wait. Scratch that. Let me start again. A long time ago, I was at an APLB (Asian and Pacific Islander Lesbian and Bisexual Women) conference in MN. This was right after I came out (but several years after I realized I was attracted to… Continue Reading
Happy New Year and Shit
2010 is about to be history. Gone, in the blink of both eyes. 2011 is on the way in, and she looks to be a feisty one. I ruminated in my last post as to how fast this year went. And, now as is my wont, I am looking back over the year to… Continue Reading
The Tempus, It Fugits
I cannot believe how fast this year has sped by. It seems like just yesterday I was standing on the edge of the Taroko Gorge and contemplating jumping off. I had escaped death there many years ago, and I thought maybe it was my fate to die there. As I looked down, I was aware… Continue Reading
Closing the Curtains
Hello. In my last entry, in addition to posting the pics of me as Miss Indy Pedant, the foul-mouthed fifties housewife, I teased that I had been mulling something over for the past month or two. I said, “Hey, watch this space for a kinda big announcement. It’s coming. It’s gonna be (kinda) BIG. … Continue Reading
Oh. Mah. Gah.
OH. MAH. GAH! Did I really go out in public looking like that????? Choolie posted the pics in FB, and holy shit. My hair! It really is an event in and of itself. Looking in the mirror didn’t give me the full scope of what I looked like (really sorry I forgot the pearls,… Continue Reading
The Monster Mash (Up)
ETA: Go vote tomorrow. Seriously. I don’t care for whom you vote (well, yes I do, but it’s still your choice, damn it)–just vote. This is a mash-up post of all the things floating in my head. I am kinda tossing them all in one entry because I can. First of all, I am doing… Continue Reading
The Truly Forbidden Word (Starts with P)
I had my therapy session this morning. I was talking about the solo bagua lesson Choolie gave to me last week. The conversation went something like this. Me: When I started Taiji two-and-a-half years ago, it was because I wanted to be able to defend myself. Now, my decision to learn Bagua is so… (Squirms… Continue Reading
De-si-i-i-re!
I want it all. After so many years of denying I want anything, that statement is a little frightening. Scratch that. That statement is a whole lotta frightening. I was raised to believe that I shouldn’t want anything. I am given what I’m given, and that is that. It’s partly Asian culture. It’s partly sexism… Continue Reading