I have been thinking a lot about my mother lately because her calls of desperation have come more frequently–almost once a week. Every phone call follows the same pattern. She asks me how I’m doing, then brushes over any response other than ‘fine’. This is not unusual for her. She doesn’t really care how I… Continue Reading
I’m good at reading people. Not in the current vernacular and how I put it in the title (though I can do that as well. I just mostly keep it to myself), but in knowing them better than they know themselves. Back when I actually worked around people, I was able to tell when they… Continue Reading
It’s been a year since I had my medical crisis/trauma, and it’s for me to figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life. I gave myself six months to adjust to life after the hospital, which has just drifted into a year. It was difficult when my parents were here… Continue Reading
About a month after I came home from the hospital, my mother said I should write a script based on my life. I dismissed the idea for many reasons, not the least because no one would care about an Asian queer/genderqueer person. She got angry and said I would be an inspiration to people, as… Continue Reading
The more things change, the more they really stay the same. Ian is here and it’s as if there has been no time between the last time I flew out to see him (spring of 2019) and now. The last time he was here was probably the summer before that. So, four years. Here’s how… Continue Reading
I’ve always had men as friends. I get along well with men for reasons that are different than why I like women. This was in the days before we were aware that there were more than two genders, and I’m still sorting out gender for myself. It’s weird to me that there are still people… Continue Reading
I’m weird. I know it; you know it; we all know it. I think about things in a way most people don’t. And I’ve learned over the years to keep it to myself. I’ve talked at length how I’ve realized that I just don’t think like other people do. Sometimes, it’s ok. Most of the… Continue Reading
I have stated several times that I am better than I ever was. My medical crisis was the best thing to happen to me, and, yet, that doesn’t mean I’m magically without flaws. I still talk too much and get mean when I’m tired or short of energy. I’m lazy and a slob, and I… Continue Reading
I am not a people person. At all. You may think it’s because I don’t like people–and you would be right. In general. I don’t like people in general, I mean. But I do like certain people, and the RKG slug community (long story) has many of those people. RKG is on Patreon and at… Continue Reading
There’s a thread in the weekend forum post on Ask A Manager about guilty confessions. I liked the idea so I’m going to do a post about it because why the hell not? Guilty or not, here are some confessions. 1. I hate traveling. I hate it a lot. Everyone talks about how great it… Continue Reading