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Trans-sister radio,
chris bohjalian
I'm not endorsing the book, it will be read for our book club. However, based on the amount of bad reviews around, I'm not hopeful.
I'm left wondering after many conversations if I've said the right thing or reacted the right way...
I have been getting more and more frustrated with certain people in my life. I have tried to come to mutual understanding or compromise but the effort is far too one-sided. I am left to discuss my frustrations with a select group of friends who may or may not understand but can only relate their experience and empathy in hope that I can gain something from this.
Regardless, I feel that I am not changing my situation by talking about it. Instead, I am left wondering if I've said the right thing or reacted in the right way...
Although this may be just gassing the slobs I thought this book would pull you dead to the curb.
It's called "Straight from the Fridge, Dad"
and I don't just mean this to be sucker bait, I really dig these mellow kicks...
ok, I'll break it off now
A disturbing piece of information:
Each year, at least two million girls experience genital mutilation as dictated by custom. That's 6,000 cases a day, five girls every minute.
(Violence against Women, Focus on Women, UN, 1995)
It feels so nice to make another person feel good about themselves:
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D, our roommate, and I went over to Vancouver and saw
The Charlatans last night.
They were very, very good and we had such a great time. The crowd there was amazing as well.
Did you know that the lead singer, Tim Burgess, practically licks the microphone when he sings? He sticks out this pointy tongue and reaches out to it. It is very reptilian.
Dix thought I only noticed because I'm thinking about The Vagina Monologues all the time but I think it's because I have a vagina that I noticed. Haven't we all heard penis comments when some diva practically swallows the microphone?...
We also saw my brother. Unfortunately, we lost him in the crowd and I have yet to find out what happened to him.
We assume he spent the rest of the night with the band. He really is just "that kind of guy", you never know where he'll end up, but he is very hard to keep up with.
or, are we getting old?
Racism can be a very subtle thing.
It can come across without you even realizing it, just a sick feeling in your stomach about an interaction with another person.
I have found it can also come across when someone makes a decision based on how uncomfortable they are with difference.
like for example.... accents.
Does anyone want to buy a vagina t-shirt? Black, baby t...
the back will say:
corny?.... perhaps
fun to wear?.... yes!
Today has to be one of the most exhausting days of my life.
I am so physically, emotionally and even spiritually tired.
The Vagina Monologue auditions were hard. I can't believe I signed up to do this. We are almost through and I am feeling both elated and scared at the same time.
We have so much to do!
On top of that, I feel like we have let sooo many women down because we just could not find places for them in the play!
This sounds so typical but everyone could have had a part - if the play was written for more than sixty roles!
It's hard.
I believe that I have arrived at a new standard of difficult in my life.
That's saying a lot.
I just want to say that the women who are doing the Vagina Monologues here at UVic are amazing people.
It's hard to tell you that when I'm discussing fund-raising ideas, breaking up scripts and getting more and more volunteers.
I hope you guys know how much I appreciate everything.
I think I may be getting better. As I was telling Chair, the solid stuff seems to be breaking into softer, goo-ier phlegm and I think that means I'm getting better.
On the plus side, my voice has a very sexy rasp to it...
later...
I've just been all over campus talking my way into being admitted without the dreaded transcript from Salmon Arm. I assured the woman in charge that I didn't bomb those courses way back then.
I'll jump through any and all hoops - even the incredibly stupid $5.00 fee to change my status from visiting student to actual student!
(which btw is only a 30 second typing job....)
red tape is a curious phenomenon to me.
The weather today:
Keep in mind, I live in Canada, the land of freezing nostril hairs, and it's January!!!
To tell you the truth, I'm a little worried. I can go outside right now, at 11:45pm, and probably be quite comfortable in nothing but a T-shirt!
I'm wondering, how long do you think it'll take for the glaciers to start roaring up to my doorstep?
I remember my Mom telling me that when she lived in Edmonton, the snow would fall so much that anyone with a basement suite would have no daylight shining through their windows - they would get snowed in!
By the time I moved to that arctic city for university, that was just a memory for most people and it never happened in the 4/5 years I lived there.
Now, my father-in-law can't even strap on a pair of cross-country skis for there is not enough snow to ski on!
It's above freezing temperatures!
Hey, for those of you from the Vagina Monologues group I'm working with, take a look at the Squishettes site I posted earlier.
There is a great vagina conversation that I thought you guys might want to have some input in! Check in the "Girls" forum.
Actually, anybody should join, including you Mom! It is really a great, diverse crowd of people.
scotch thoughts:
for greg - my bug-like co-worker)
thoughts for the new year, let me see....
I have never really thought about new years resolutions - not since my mother would ask me and I figured I would need a really good answer to show that I was at least trying to be a better daughter...
Actually, I have always made my resolutions on my birthday. It seemed much more logical, it is a new year to me anyway.
On that front, I'm doing OK, I'll know better later today when I find out WHY the university needs to wait a whole week to see transcripts from a college I went to NINE YEARS AGO!!!!!
ahhh, red tape.
