Ups and Downs

I got rid of all the old blog posts.

To be completely honest, I was getting annoyed at myself at how bitchy they could seem.  I really do work on trying to be a decent human, and bitching really isn't a part of that.  Sometimes it's fun, especially in person, and I will agree that many times it is necessary to vent.  It can also be hilarious if done right.  But not on this blog.  Not on the internet.  Not from me.  It's beyond ordinary.  And I refuse to be ordinary.

So I hid the old blog posts.  They still exist in case I want to go back and read them, but they're not out in the open anymore.  We're starting over.


So... yeah.
This is the hard part.  When you've been gone for months and you've done so much, where do you start?  Let's recap these past few months:

(in no particular order)

* I started beauty school in January.  I love it.  I love my school, the teachers, the students, everything.  I love making people feel good about themselves.  It goes deeper than just hair and nails and makeup.  Or at least I would like to think so. Appearance isn't everything, but self-love is.  And I like to play a part in that. 

* I'm in a... band, I guess?  It feels strange calling it that.  It's me, Trey (if I believed in soulmates, he might be mine.  But I never want to see his weiner, so it's ok), and Mike (who is just a super-amazing human being).  They do the hard work while I sing and play kazoo and perform.  We are called Space Waitress.  It's silly and rewarding and we have fun.  Hopefully we will be ready to play some shows soon.

* Charlie moved to LA without me.  It breaks my heart still.  It's been less than a month.  I can honestly say that I've never been closer to a person than I was with him.  He means as much to me as my own mother.  The best fag a hag could have.  It's bittersweet in that I want him to succeed and love his new home, but I also wanted to go with him so badly.  But I can't.  Not now, anyway.  And it hurts.  At the same time, I am learning to do my boring everyday activities without Charlie here.  It's like quitting smoking.  I am learning to do everything all over again.  Quitting fags is difficult.  Pun intended.

* I had a hysterectomy in March.  It was one of the best decisions I have ever made in my entire life.  Fifteen years of ovarian cysts and Endometriosis, and now NOTHING!  Side note: it was done laparoscopically!  With lasers!  Fuck yeah, science!!!



Each of these points will probably get its own blog entry soon.

It feels good to be back.

Be respectful, be responsible, and take care of one another.