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Current Music:Radio Department, "We Got Game"
Current Location:the dining table at my Lake Place
Subject:a bite from a perspective piroshky
Time:08:05 am December 2nd, 2016
Current Mood:Le sigh.
Lovely Indian dinner* with the Siberian Siren. Don't complain about a bad political situation to a Russian: she might tell you how Putin's goons dissolve the bodies of pesky journalists in acid. Then you worry even more about just how bad things could get.

And to be fair, she's had other things on her mind lately. Her maternal uncle died, leaving her severely disabled grandmother all but alone in Siberia. Her mom no longer has a valid Russian passport, but is going there anyway with a visa to make arrangements, having instructed the rest of her family that under no circumstances are any of them to travel to Russia. The SS is worried she may never see her mother again. Christ on a pogo stick.

Letters to electors: Done with TX. On to GA!



*Anapurna on Broadway. I've been walking past that place for decades, but never ate there. 'Sokay. Endearingly funky cramped basement with folk art on the walls. The Siren likes it more than I do.
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Current Music:Radiohead, "Paranoid Android"
Subject:Nun reads memoirs.
Time:12:56 pm December 1st, 2016
Current Mood:Wow.
Two memoirs, which I recommend to different degrees and for different reasons.

Redefining Realness: My Path to Womanhood, Identity, Love & So Much More by Janet Mock - A trans woman who's now a writer in New York writes about growing up poor and mixed-race in Oakland, Texas, and Hawaii. She ended up getting some of the best and the worst in her life: poverty, childhood sexual abuse, a drug-addicted and macho father, selling sex to pay for SRS, but also an astounding number of supportive family members on both sides of her family in two parts of the country, plus the trans sex worker community in Honolulu. She sometimes digresses into Trans 101, which I'm sure most of her audience needs, but I'm the amen chorus for those parts.

Buffering: Unshared Tales of a Life Fully Loaded by Hannah Hart - Hart is a YouTuber who found success through, among other things, a channel called "My Drunk Kitchen". I'd seen a few of her videos, and I expected something similarly light from the book. Nope. Hart's mother has been debilitated by schizophrenia for most of Hart's life, and Hart herself didn't exactly escape psychologically unscathed. Oh by the way, Hart's a lesbian whose birth father is a Jehovah's Witness. Fun times, right? But what astounds me is just how tough and how smart - emotionally and otherwise - Hart has been in handling all this. And through it all you can still see some of the self-effacing charm that made her a success. I found it inspiring. If you only want to read one of these two books, I almost hate to say it being trans myself, but this is the one.

Yup, still sending off letters to electors. I'm about halfway through Texas, and I'm a little tired of writing my return address on envelopes.
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Current Music:of Montreal, "Nonpareil of Favor"
Subject:As if I needed something else to worry about.
Time:11:02 am November 30th, 2016
Current Mood:Again?
Twitter has reminded me that my son is eligible for the draft in the age of Trump. I'm pretty sure he's already registered. The urgency of his getting into a four-year school and keeping his grades up just increased. Not that that would do him any good in a fairer world, but we know the world is deeply unfair.
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Current Music:Decade, "Rabbit in the Moon"
Subject:election fallout, part n of m
Time:05:00 pm November 29th, 2016
Current Mood:[mood icon] accomplished
I've sent off my application to change the gender designation on my birth certificate, which was so very fortunately for me issued by New York state. It involved an appointment with Dr. Leather Bear, who was on vacation when I made the appointment a couple of weeks ago, and a mind-blowingly generous co-worker who's a notary. She drove me up to the top of Pill Hill and then did her thing in Dr. Leather Bear's office. I was nervous & squirrelly until I stuffed that stack of expensive paper into the mail slot. You bet your butt I overpaid the postage.

I've spent the last couple of days sending letters to the electors in PA, AZ, and UT asking them to pretty please vote against the psychopath. Next: AR & TX, I think. I'm going to hit red states that don't have laws against faithless electors first. Sure, I know it's probably pointless, but it's either do this or go bananas.

First date nibble off Tinder, with which I seem to have weirdly good luck. (Yes, cupcake_goth, you may say you told me so. You're one of the few people I'll take that from.) We shall see.
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Time:06:16 pm November 26th, 2016
Happiness is short-notice drinks at Cyclops with a couple of Beavers, i.e. women from Camp Beaverton, one of whom has family in the area. I can't believe I hadn't told them the story of the Blond Angel; don't I tell everyone that one?

But because I got there an hour early on the bus, I decided to kill time by picking up a favorite lipstick* at Nordie's. I end up walking with a good-sized group of young women - girls, arguably - about half of whom are hijabis and all of whom are speaking, I think, Arabic to each other. It turned out we had the same destination. It was one of those rare occasions when I regretted that my natural walking speed is faster than almost everyone else's. What would they have thought if I'd told them that I, a lone trans woman, had their back?

Oh and speaking of the potential for running into Nazis, I got around to practicing with my pepper spray. It's on my keychain now.

To do tomorrow: letters to electors. Yeah, I've been slacking off over Thanksgiving weekend, which you could say is insane under the circumstances, but I kinda needed it. And hey, if I'm going to use the printer at work downtown as planned, parking is free there tomorrow. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.

To do tonight: dinner & dancing with the Tickler!



*MAC, Viva Glam
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Current Music:Moby, "Almost Loved"
Current Location:the dining table at my Lake Place
Subject:Nun packs people into a small space and feeds them.
Time:10:42 am November 25th, 2016
Current Mood:[mood icon] sleepy
But first: My company has a tradition whereby everybody dresses up the day before Thanksgiving. Since this year has destroyed the last of my fucks, I wore one of my favorite cold weather club outfits to work: long, silvery grey skirt; violet corset; black velvet top with dolmen sleeves.

The real action, though, was yesterday. For the first time ever, I hosted a Thanksgiving dinner. It was also the first time I roasted a turkey, and unfortunately you could tell: I remembered to add water, but I forgot to baste it even though I'd carefully placed the butter next to the stove for that purpose1. Those breasts were pretty dry, but everyone said the legs were a-OK. Also by me: fresh cranberry sauce - so easy, so tasty - and fancy kale & farro salad using a PCC's Methow Valley recipe2.

It's a good thing there were only six of us, and not seven as had looked possible at one point. I only have half a dozen each of dinner & luncheon plates. I don't have enough chairs, but I managed to bum one off Ex in advance3. My lake place is a one-bedroom apartment of under 600 square feet, so it was, as real estate agents say, cosy. Nevertheless, I had a fabulous time, and I think everyone else did too.

Do I still miss the bigger Goth Thanksgivings of yore? Wayell, yes, but that isn't to say that last night's guests aren't lovely people. If my living space were about double its actual size I could maybe fit the whole gang in here. Sadly, that is not to be for now.

Oh yeah: ravey playlist because hey, it's me. If this event recurs I should call it the Graver Spinoff Thanksgiving.

Speaking of ravey, I prodded Funny Lady into doing her usual post-Thanksgiving dancing at Neighbours, the skeeviest gay bar in Seattle. Turnout wasn't great - last minute, election funk, foul weather, whatever - and there were no hot queer makeouts this time, but seeing Funny Lady is always a joy. And I did get to meet a couple of new (to me) queer ladies. For perhaps the first time ever, the music at Neighbours wasn't lowest common denominator; it actually didn't suck. All of us were amazed!



1I made sure to get sufficient quality & quantity of wine. That may have had something to do with it.
2I did not succeed brilliantly in getting Goths to eat their vegetables. Harrumph. More fabulous salad for me, thank you very much, plus a ton of chopped greens to put in a scramble or something.
3She & m'boy are in California right now with her family. I'm a little disappointed that I didn't get to introduce him to my friends and teach him how to make cranberry sauce.
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Current Music:Trance Groove, "Qu'est-ce Que Tu Fais"
Current Location:the dining table at my Lake Place
Subject:The kids (think they) are all right.
Time:08:54 pm November 22nd, 2016
Current Mood:O RLY?
I did my first post-election trans group at Lambert House, expecting to find the youth as freaked out as I am, but no. Maybe it's the optimism of the young, and maybe they haven't been alive long enough to learn just how bad things could get, but they're not that worried.

On the one hand, I don't want to give them the same kind of sleepless nights and general stress that I've gone through the last couple of weeks. On the other, I want them to take care of themselves because people who should be looking out for them or at least benignly neglecting them won't. Most of them are so young they're still figuring out if they want to transition, never mind the legal and medical mechanics of doing so. Their attitude seems to be, justifiably, that they'll cross that bridge when they come to it. I just hope the bridge doesn't get dynamited with them on it.

Time to write some electors.
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Current Music:Northern Exposure vol. 2
Subject:from the Dept. of Disturbing, which has been awfully active lately
Time:04:11 pm November 21st, 2016
Current Mood:Jesus Christ.
Yesterday's phone call to Mom lasted about half an hour, as usual, but there are a few seconds of it that stuck in my mind, whether I like it or not. I was telling Mom about Nazis painting swastikas everywhere.

Mom: But Hitler's dead.
Me: [brief stunned silence] They're trying to bring him back in spirit, Mom.

She simply can't conceive of a fascist takeover here. And she's far from alone. (It occurred to me later that she may think I'm saying the Nazis are attempting some kind of seance; she's into the woo.) And this is nothing compared to the tales of brick walls I hear my co-workers running into when they talk to their families.

Getting people, especially older people of any political stripe, to get it is (for now?) a monumental task. People are going to die because of this election.

Happy thotz:
  1. My lower back and my toenail have healed up. If I'm going to protest & stuff, I need to be 100%, right?
  2. People are melting the phone lines to the House oversight committee. They're the people who'd call hearings into Trump's conflicts of interest.
  3. The protest at Green Lake that I went to on Saturday made the local paper.
  4. My sleep is still kind of meh, but I'm doing pretty well for MBSOs.
To do: Thanksgiving ingredients, letters to electors.
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Current Music:an old mix by Amanita, really loud because I moved the laptop
Subject:Prepare for turkey!
Time:11:26 am November 20th, 2016
Current Mood:[mood icon] excited
But first: Called Mom as usual. Exhorted her to call her elected representatives. She didn't seem enthusiastic, but I gotta try, right?

Thanksgiving peeps: I'm doing turkey & roasted veggies, cranberry sauce, and fancy salad. I have m_cobweb down for her fabulous cornbread dressing. Is anyone bringing dessert?

Oh: I thought my son would be joining us for Thanksgiving, but I thought wrong. His mother is spiriting him away to California to see his uncle & grandmother.
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Current Music:Broadcast, "America's Boy" on KEXP
Current Location:the dining table at my Lake Place
Subject:bureaucracy, activism, and dancing - the new normal
Time:02:30 pm November 19th, 2016
Current Mood:[mood icon] determined
Three days no write. I'm OK: I've been sleeping more or less normally and I'm not in a funk; I just forgot. My freakout has subsided to a level I can live with.

Thanks to the divorce and Ex's self-employment, there's been a tax SNAFU. It seems they credited Ex's quarterly tax payments to me instead of her, and she couldn't get that taken care of until they figure me out. The IRS asked me in writing to send them a thick stack of documentation, and I did so within hours. I'm hoping this the last I hear about it. Oh, and I owe my dentist money because they don't yet have my current address.

I've been helping everyone melt the phone lines to congress by calling
  • both my US Senators to tell them to reject the nomination of Steve Bannon & Jeff Sessions. The objectionable appointments just keep coming.
  • Rep. Paul Ryan's survey about the ACA. Yes, there's a lot of dead air followed by propaganda, but I've let him know I'm against his proposed changes.
  • The House Oversight committee to get some action on some of Trump's financials and numerous conflicts of interest. I need to try them again because I couldn't get through.
I'm told calls to the district office are better than letters are better than emails or anything else electronic. That said, AskTheElectors is on my to-do list, not that I'm optimistic that it'll do any good.

I had to recharge by grooving to some house music for the first time in a while. OG DJ Doc Martin played Substation last night. I have to tell you, I liked his mix on Soundcloud and his openers better than what I heard live from him. He's a little minimal for my taste, but he was better with a singer. But still, it was good to get out with "family".

Fun fact: Substation sells Cup Noodle. I had to have some.

For the first time in my live I joined a protest a couple of hours ago: Hands Around Green Lake. Thousands of people showed up, just enough (as far as I could see) to ring the whole 2.8-mile circumference of the lake. Yeah, it was a touchy-feely hippy-dippy north-end-of-Seattle kind of thing, but I could see it improving everyone's mood. Together we can stop these Nazis from killing people.
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